She started dyeing her hair and wearing the same perfume as me. She started reading my books, and stealing my looks and lingerie. She's not me, she doesn't have my name, she'll never have what I have, it won't be the same.She's not me, and she never will be.
Monday's Offtopic: qué lindo es estar enamorado y que alguien te haga tan feliz :3 Así que, por mi bien, tengo que mentalizarme: necesito estudiar Química y Filosofía.
