Me and my Mirror Self Conversation I was combing my hair on the vanity table when suddenly, I heard a voice. "Pssst" "Who's that?" I asked to nobody in particular. "Over here" the voice answered "Where?" I asked again "In the mirror" I faced the mirror and all I saw was my reflection. I was so surprised when it suddenly talked. Not just a reflection talk. It talked on its own. Reflection: You know you should get something. Me: Why? Reflection: 'Cause you really need it. Me: Okay, what should I get? Reflection: A LIFE I was so dumbfounded that it took a while for me to come back to my senses. After that, I got so angry that I punched my mirror and it backfired.
Hmph! As if a guy/girl trapped inside a mirror has any qualifications to preach about getting a life. P.S. It was amusing. Written well.
That what legalization of weed brings you - broken mirror, colorful ponies in bathtub, very weird office clothes and mothers on streets telling their kids that they shouldn't look at that weird girl.
I had a weird conversation with my own reflection once. It was the time where i had to take a bath. Reflection: Psst. Arcy. Me: Wait, you can talk? Reflection: Meh, i usually just stand and watch you fapping to (weird porn title) and you know what? Maybe someday, i might kill you... Me: Uhhh.... Reflection: Also, i was the one who put the (another weird porn title) when you had that dream yesterday. Me: You bastard.... Reflection: This goes to show that you should just die since your such a useless, talentless and unneeded human being that should not exist and instead your little brother be the one who was still alive. This goes to show how much that everything hates me.