Revisit

WHAT THE FUCK. It really creeps me out. Screw the parallel universe. There is another me on this planet.

Yep, I am talking about that girl again. That girl who dresses the same as me, shares the same interests, reads the same books. She reappeared on my radar recently. We were in the exact same outfits, wore the exact same accessories and had the same hairstyle.

We are either too plain, or just really in tune.

But either way, it still creeps me out.