Common Highlands

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COMMON HIGHLANDS
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Excuse me for a while, while I'm wide eyed and I'm so damn caught in the middle. I'd call this my personal dose of Wuthering Heights. On most occasions, Heathcliff's heart lived through mine, so as hard as I'd love, I'd be ten times as harsh.

I was always sort of troublesome back in my younger days. I was learning, while being judged along the way. My goals in life were nothing more than to become America's number one drug dealer and stripper, but that didn't go according for my fear of going to jail and I couldn't dance as good nor do tricks on a stripping pole. It seemed as if that was the only way out. I saw friends make a living off of the illicit lifestyle.

That lifestyle didn't belong with me.

I belonged in the midst of passion.

I'm Lacey, and I'm going to share my uneasy love life with you all.

You see, after my virginity was taken, I was on the hunt for love. The men in Common Highlands taught me otherwise. It was all about money, multiple women, and material things. Then my hope for true love failed, and went into a binge. I was taught differently by my parents, but at some point, experience becomes the best teacher. I had to learn the hard ways outside of the house.

It was time to run with wolves.

Life in Common Highlands was all about being accepted. No matter how many parties and events I showed up to, and no matter how many crowded rooms I stood in along with the attention I received from the guys, I'd always feel alone.

My world is a very hollow place, and I've stood in it by myself from the moment I understood that life becomes concealed the more it cuts you.

I was wounded to the marrow.