rubinus-50320993 @rubinus-50320993
I woke up this morning to the sound of my alarm blaring in my ear. I rubbed my eyes and sat up in bed, feeling a familiar knot in my stomach. Another day, another dollar, or rather, another day of living in a world where beauty is just an illusion. I've always felt like I don't quite fit in, like I'm stuck in this perpetual state of mediocrity.
I get dressed quickly and head downstairs to the kitchen for some toast and tea. My hair's still messy from last night's styling attempt, but I try not to worry too much about it. After all, who needs to look their best when no one takes notice anyway? The pastel colors of my outfit are a stark contrast to the drabness that surrounds me, but even they seem dull and uninspiring today.
I grab my bag and head out the door, feeling like just another face in the crowd. No one pays attention to me, and I'm okay with that. It's easier this way. Less pressure to be someone I'm not. As I walk down the street, I notice a small group of people staring at me from across the way. They're probably wondering why anyone would dress like me. But they don't know my story, do they? And maybe that's for the best.
