i love you. even though you're not Heather. and won't kiss me. and peel out in filberto's parking lot. and think it's gross to cut your own bangs with sewing scissors. and won't let me be blond.
the other Heather
thanks for being such a good baby today. even though i wouldn't let you crawl around on the hairy floor. and made you listen to stories about nude photos. and talked about how fat you made my body.