what do you see when you look at me? are you proud ? all these games and lies have you had enough? my lifes been a tornado since day one but then again that's what you made me for right daddy? destruction? are you proud that you handed your baby off to satans son? are you proud that I can bring a man to his knees before he has a chance to breath? daddy i'm not mean i'm just evil it was all part of your plan to make a woman who thinks and acts like a man strong enough to make or break any thing with three legs. thank you you created a monster don't worry i'll clean up your mess once again.
Reason for writing:
sick and tired of so much damn evil ...is there really such a thing as happiness??Birth sign: Gemini
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