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Once hated, twice punishment

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I bet the mirror knows me better than anyone do.

It always gave me the response I desired so much each time I stare into it. It displays me to me, and what exactly is the me she displays to me?

An epitome of evil; hate and malice. Those are what the mirror in my massive room says of me each time I stand before it with my brazing red lipstick.

Of course, I’m evil and it gives me pleasure.

Maybe I’m the first freak you’ve ever known, or maybe I might not, because even I myself had seen and had intimacy with an old freak, his name is Lucio, and I suspect that he has his hands in the swap of events on the marking ceremony, but his plans got ruined after it worked out.

Well, I wouldn’t swear over it, because I’m not sure if he did anything wicked on that fateful day.

I drew a round circle on my lips with the lips stick, forming the blazing red I loved so much. The red that made people mistake me for a Russian model, maybe because Russians had a lot to do with blazing red.

Well, that
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