When You Mess With A Twin | valerisame's Blog

Today I Skyped my twin sister and had a huge heart to heart talk with her.  Sometimes, it's like I forget how much she can aggravate me and grate on my nerves.  I do love her.  I love her to death, I take care of her...watch out for her.  And when an ugly bitch tries to mess with her personal life...I, quite frankly, want to go rip that girl's head off.  Plain and simple. 

See, the ugly bitch was trying to get in between my twin and her boyfriend.  Seriously?  My twin has been with him for a year and a half.  She loves him.

So I posted a facebook status.  Ya know, to let the bitch know she needs to take a step back without me directly addressing her.  I had to shake her up a bit.  Let her realize that she is dealing with a banshee of twins if she messes with my twin anymore.

It was a glorious feeling let me tell you.

Cause here's the deal.  You mess with my twin...you mess with me.  I will make you wish you hadn't crossed paths with the likes of me.  I will torment you.  Torture you.  I will haunt your existence....being the shadow that follows you late at night, waiting to jump out from the shadows.  I will forever be watching you.  Waiting.  Waiting for the moment you screw up and try to be a homewrecker.

And then I'll wreck you.