If I had a duplicate of myself,
I would be a bit more normal.
I have juliet,
the other half.
So it's annoying knowing that there's a separate opinion judging you.
"Your clothes are too preppy"
"Your writing is too nice."
"You walk like youre all that."
And then when I judge her:
"You are SO FRICKIN STRAIGHTFORWARD."
"What is with that attitude?!"
"You want me to get killed?"
So it is not fun having a duplicate that you talk to in an imaginary mirror in your brain which eventually flashes forward into your real life and points out things you never noticed and makes them either pervy or funny. It's not fun to have someone in your head telling you what other people MIGHT think, but is such a hypocrite for being messy and sloppy, and OVERLY EMOTIONAL.
When you get a duplicate (or at least a voice in your head. No I'm not CRAZY YET.) it's annoying. Because you hear her when you are trying to sleep or do hw.
AND SHE HAS NO SENSE OF SELF-CONTROL.
I'd bet if you let her drink a teaspoon of red wine, she would drink the entire bottle.
She constantly embarresses me. And an hour later: "Oh shit. What did I do?"
She is not mature.
She thinks im too grown up.
I'm not a grown up! I watch frickin PBS.
She thinks im BORING.
I'm just as boring as her. She is as boring as me.
She wants me to be popular.
IMPOSSIBLE.
She doesnt know what to do half the time.
She panicks more than HANNA when she makes a bad mistake.
She makes her life more complicated.
GAH.
Shes the anti me I always/ never wanted.
-Vicki
on behalf of juliet
cause she cant invisibly type.
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