Skyler.
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I hated her.
I've stayed up many late nights, thinking about what she would look like.
Dreaming what she was like.
Looking in the mirror and picking apart pieces of myself that she might share.
She's prettier than me. My skin looks pale compared to hers, she has no scar under her left eye, her hair is longer fuller. I am of no comparison.
All she does is lay there, unmoving. It's almost sad how peaceful she looks.
I hated her.
I hated that she had everything I ever wanted. I hated that she lived a life that could of been mine. I hated that I wasn't her.
I hated her, hated.
I was jealous of her. But now that I look at her, hear everything that happened to her, I pity her.
I no longer want to live the life she lived. Not if it meant I ended up like that.
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Nothing But Bad
Fantasy** Sequel to There's No Good.** ••• So I'll play the part, they'll have no idea. Both sides will think they're using me. Both sides will think I'm on their side. I'm their puppet and they're my puppeteer. Telling how to act, and talk. But the won...
