Tally up the names of the lovers that went rogue.
Why do we keep going back to the boys who destroy us?
I'm just a girl.. Just your typical Proto type.
You were once much more... Muchier... You've lost your muchness.
Here is some advice: Girls. Don't be stupid and then get on the back of the bike with a guy who's not wearing a helmet and doesn't provide a helmet for you. Because chances are you'll wind up naked and again without a helmet. Think about that.
I feel like I'm living in actual real life not staged The Bachelor. Minus the camera crew and fancy roses.
Most days I hear a phrase or a saying and I feel it somehow has to do with what I'm going though. I kinda want to write a story of my life using parts of fairytales or folklores or nightmares
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