we have many different versions of ourselves in the same universe.
We have our mean selves, our polite selves. The version of ourselves dedicated to fitness and the versions of our selves longing for McDonald's. The you that other people see you as, not to forget the person who see yourself as.
Some of us have very little different versions of ourselves. Other people have so many of themselves they forget who the real one is.
Where's my original?
she hung herself when she was twevle.
