There once was a girl, she liked stealing, lying, sexual fantasies, and everything "Wrong". She loved badass women such as her role models, Belle Delphine and Harley Quinn and Lili Reinheart. The girl lied to everyone, her family and sometimes she would lie without realizing it. She forgot what was real and fake sometimes, her lies mixed with the reality of this crazy ass world. She hated her family, most of them anyways. Her grandpa sexually assaulted her for 5 years, his wife didn't know that he was doing it, but she assaulted the girl. The girl never knew her mom, never met her. She loves her dad and her 2 half-brothers. They made her happy, everything she ever wanted. She has no friends, none. She used to, a lot actually, but then she realized they were fake. They never actually liked her, kind of didn't surprise her to be completely honest. She has a boyfriend though. Let's get this straight, she isn't. She's pansexual. But she's always dating someone weather she actually likes them or not. It's a force of habit to date anyone and everyone. She's dated about 75% of the guys at her school. She feels like a psychopath. She wants to feel something, anything.
That girl, that's me.
