1: Marriage Can't Buy Love!
Routine
I wake up early, feeling drained, the heaviness of yesterday still lingering over my shoulders.
I force myself out of bed, putting on my round glasses and
Walking to my closet to get an outfit for today. When I open the closet I see
My reflection on the mirror behind the closer's door. I turn to it and see the dark circles under my eyes,
My messy hair and the lines on my cheeks from the pillow. I grumble
And stretch deciding to ignore how horrible I look. I shuffle through my closet that is mostly composed of hoodies,
Sweaters, jeans, graphic t-shirt.
My mother buys me which are mostly the expensive tight fitting ones,
Or the prince- looking ones. I take down a white button-down,
Long sleeves shirt, some faded blue-grey jeans, and a woolly, grey jaket.
I put the clothes on my bed and step into the bathroom to take a shower. Once out,
I brush my teeth and put some cream on my face. I prush my tangled hair and walk back to my room.
I dress up and look at myself satisfied in the mirror. I choose some simple white shoes
And I put my smart watch. I don't bother applying makeup as I deeply hate it and
Only put on chapstick. When I feel ready I walk down to eat breakfast.
Appa and eomma are already seated side by side, their eyes stuck to their own phones.
They only talk to each other about the news and their business,
I doubt they ever talk about some else other than work.
I've learned to ignore it though.
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🍪‧₊˚ 𓂃 ʚ ɢooӄkɨee ɞ
😂😂😂😂😭😭😭😭 I hate them too!!!!!!
2024-04-07
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🍪‧₊˚ 𓂃 ʚ ɢooӄkɨee ɞ
from the above descriptions I thought it was a scene after one night stand 😶
2024-04-07
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