So, I have a little problem. Every time I look in a mirror and I see the (awesome) me, I get the idea someone is watching me brush my teeth. Or comb my hair. Or fighting my pet bear. Or whatever it is people do when looking in mirrors. Sigh, I really must get these silly ideas out of my head, as my friends would say 'there gonna be the reason I wind up dead'. humph, party poopers.
Rated: T - English - Humor/Drama - Chapters: 1 - Words: 223 - Published: 1/28/2015 - Complete