shorty-loves-art

We are arguing again. Me and my twin, I mean. We get along just fine when we just pass by each other, but we can't look each other in the face without fighting. "Why can't you just lose weight?" She mocks. "I look fine. You're the one who always makes me someone else, freak!" I scream back. "By the way, there's a zit forming on your cheek." She says, pointing to me. "There is?!" I pause. "Wait, I shouldn't even care! I'm close to my period. This is what happens." She laughs. "Well, who would have thought of it. I'm getting close to mine, too. But at least I don't have all the issues." I'm confused. "What do you mean?" "I'm not the one

We are arguing again. Me and my twin, I mean. We get along just fine when we just pass by each other, but we can't look each other in the face without fighting. "Why can't you just lose weight?" She mocks. "I look fine. You're the one who always makes me someone else, freak!" I scream back. "By the way, there's a zit forming on your cheek." She says, pointing to me. "There is?!" I pause. "Wait, I shouldn't even care! I'm close to my period. This is what happens." She laughs. "Well, who would have thought of it. I'm getting close to mine, too. But at least I don't have all the issues." I'm confused. "What do you mean?" "I'm not the one