My life is a play.
Masks, makeup, pink and blue lights.
Everything's so theatrical.
My movements, the way my fingers tap on the empty walls I'm surrounded by.
Dramatic expressions, eyebrows down, mouth opened in a silent scream.
I'm shouting, don't you hear me?
Please, unlock me.
Please, cut me free.
Cut my head.
Murder me.
I want to be a Primadonna.
Let's make this fall worth of the rest of my life.
Dramatic as it was.
They'll say it has been a suicide.
Save me from him.
SLAY ME!
And I'll be bloody free.
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Harley | The joke is on you.
FanficMi chiamo Harley. Faccio parte di una Skwad, sì, di quelle scritte così, perché fa più fico. Non credete anche voi? Mi piacciono gli animali, i disegni, le cose che luccicano. Come la mia corona. Me l'ha data il mio re, quando sono diventata la...
