I wasn't always bad, believe it or not I was a goody two shoes. Getting straight A's, following orders left and right, and best of all being the teachers so called "pet". But that was before I met the dark side sadly they didn't give me cookies.
I got the nickname my sophomore year for when I started rebelling. And getting a taste of what freedom felt like, and let me tell you this it tasted incredible! After that my whole life went down the drain, no one really cared about what I did anymore. They thought I was just going through a "phase". But I'm a 21 year old girl that phase should have ended years ago.
People said " You're throwing your life down the drain." But why should I care what they think? It's my life! I'm gonna do whatever the hell I wanted. Pouring myself another glass of vodka I drowned myself in my sorrows. Life, life was hell.
