People always think I'm a womanizer. Which I actually am, but hey, you'll never guess what's up into me lately. Not lately but surely, I've been like this in my whole life. The shade I've been scared of to lavish myself or even unleash before but now I can freely flaunt to all of you. I sure played people, go on to rough things and continue 'til I drop. I can't exactly tell the real reason behind this but.. could you even blame me for something I hardly want to cripple in my whole life? They get scared, no, not really yes. They hate the way I steal their girl, they enmity the way I make out with them at the back of their mind and the most pleasant surprise? Girls leave them for me.
This is me that you would get sick seeing my false gratitude.
This is me that sucks every day not planning to wind up my fate.
This is me you wanted look for a change.
This is me, and the whole dance of my biography.
I truly know that you hate me by now.
But believe it or not, you'll love me by my sweetest spot.
Call me Cameron.
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Distress
Fanfiction"See this, what if I put two roses - a white one and a red one, and you only have a single vase that fits for only one? Look at it as the same scenario and you'll see the assumption I make. One will become beautifully raised, wonderfully be vibrant...
