I didnt understand why people did such strange things, such unbelievable tasks that have yet to follow up to its potential. I havent got a damn in the world about feelings in general, or just havent spent the time to notice it as much as i would have liked to. People always ask me why i havent done something with my life or why i stayed home in my bed reading all the dictionary's that i could. Its not like i WANTED to do those things, believe me when i say this. Im just not as compelling as i thought i was in the past.
None the less, i am still a strong independent women in need for a man, as one could say about me. I get told a lot about finding 'the one' when really i dont want any of that. I just want to be alone and read the books ive already set my eyes apon.
Im just waiting for intertanment....
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We Dont Talk To Him
Mistério / SuspenseIn a depressing town filled with anxiety and trust issues, a girl named lexington trys to find out her true identity, but at an unfortunate price.what will she uncover from the past she has yet to recognize?
