Switched
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Ongoing10m
Last published Mon, Feb 5, 2024
Do you have your color? You know, that color that you have most in your closet, show it off with your phone case and small accessories. People know that's your color, but you don't tell them that necessarily.
Yeah well our parents assign us twins a color, and boy did that came back to bite us in the ass. I mean don't get me wrong, i love the color gold, it gives me the sense that i'm rich, which i know i'll be some day. And as atrocious as my brother Daniels color is, he still sticks to his dark green sweatshirts and dark green everything. But hey who knows, maybe this whole experience was a lesson.
A lesson to finally understand my brother's luxurious life and maybe he can finally understand the constant shadow im living in.
If we switched, maybe we can both understand....
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