Chapter two

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I didn't have a favorite identity between all of the ones I used daily in my life. I liked being Valentine Byers because she had a lot of money. I liked being Ashley Gordon because she had a sweet boyfriend. I liked to be Luisa Perèz because she had a fucking child.

I didn't have true friends. I mean, besides the ones that though they were talking to a real person. I never met True Love because none of it would be real. I never had an idol because I knew I could be anyone I wanted. Some people would say that is a sad life. Well, it isn't. Being free is the most important thing for me. Like a way of life.

The only weakness of this way of life is that if you're too much in your character you forget who you really are. But it never happened to me because when I create myself a life I always tell myself it is fake. When I'm kissing someone's lips, there is a tiny voice in my head saying : « don't give it too much importance. It isn't a true kiss. He doesn't know who you are. »
Same thing when I get close to someone. As I said : for me, it isn't sad.
I like to be all these women. I like to not be myself. I like to be fake.

Let me present you my three main lives.

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