She was whore. I was way prettier than her at least I thought I was. Somehow he fell in love with her instead of me. I was the one he was suppose to be hugging at night, I was the one he was suppose to kiss when he first woke up, also i am suppose to be the one he made love too at night. NOT her.... I don't know what he sees in her that he doesn't see in me. I can be her, maybe even better than her. "Uhhm... She wants to play bad so I'm gonna play even better."(CC) Attribution-NoDerivs