24.
I repeat, 24.
Another year passes by, I'm soon to be 25 years old.
I look at myself in the mirror - I feel good, then not-so-good.
"That girl..." I pointed my finger to the mirror, to my very own reflection.
I look at her and wander on thoughts. She has everything.
I remember how she wish for everything, every single thing that she has today.
She is living her dream. That goddamn bitch.
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