I don't even know this girl...

I don't even know who this girl is, but she's so much like me. She struggles with other things, things I don't struggle with. Things I'll probably struggle with in the future, but not now. I'm okay now. I'm not okay. I don't even know this girl, but the way she handles her struggles is so much like me. She likes Panic! At The Disco and obsesses over Ryan Ross and Keltie Colleen and Brendon Urie exactly like me. She read Thirteen Reasons Why like me. She's so much like me. She's smart like me. She writes like me. Oh, how I've longed to find a friend that writes like me, because all of my friends are talented in everthing else but writing, unlike me. I'm talented in writing, in everything but writing I'm not talented. But I don't know what happened to her. She used to blog about Panic! At The Disco and The Young Veins and she used to be angry at Ryan for cheating on Keltie and she used to blog about liking Sarah, like me. She so like me. I see so much of myself in her, but I don't know her. I don't even know why I'm drawn to her. But she used to obsess, like me, and now she, she doesn't.

The funny thing is, I'm scared. I'm scared that I'll eventually run into these troubles and I'll eventually stop caring about Brendon and Sarah and Spencer and Hayley and Jon and Cassie and Ryan and Z and Keltie and whoever the hell "swoon" is and Panic! At the Disco and The Young Veins and the Ballad of Mona Lisa and Change and Ryan playing hockey and Rockettes, Rockstars, and Rockbottom. I'm so scared. But I don't even know this girl. She older than me, she looks nothing like me, but she's so much like me.