9. Messed Up Life


Smudged kohl, tear-stained cheeks, dishevelled hair, in other words, the person who looked back at me as I stood in front of the mirror was a distorted me. Why did I cry so much even after determining that I'll be tough? Well maybe because I'm not what I try to be. I tried to be a lot of things before this, indifferent, hard-hearted, badass, nothing worked. I am too damn sensitive for my own good. 

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