The Perfect Lies

movements she walks over to the long dressing mirror dragging along a wooden chair against the floor- the annoying noise not seeming to affect

ls down on the ground- not caring that she was sitting on a thousand pieces of broken mirrors. He lied to her- every single thing was a lie. Those promises, th

breaks down even more, crying loudly. Her chest seemed as if it was tightening every breath- it was getting hard t