'IT'S A CRUEL WORLD WE LIVE IN , SURROUNDED BY BLOOD THIRSTY MONSTERS WHO LUST OVER ME'
Angelina wasn't all the angel she was made out to be . the young girl of nineteen was turning into somebody no one recognised , not even herself.
she liked to blame it on the ignorant , selfish , cruel world she lived in for tearing her life to pieces , leaving nobody but herself to pick them up only to bleed as she tried.
you see life had not been so kind to the girl who used to think she had thorn less roses in the palm of her hand . now all she had left was the remain of memories that used to be.
at six years old Angelina had lost her mother in a car crash . it had only seemed to hit her the older she got how much different her life would be without the warmth of the woman who birthed her .
things had been strange for a while , her father , a worldwide known music producer had done everything he could to make his little girl happy again .
Angelina loved her dad , he had brought up her up on his own while grieving the loss of his wife. the amount of respect she regarded for him was astronomical , he was her own hero in her eyes.
so growing up things had begun to change and get better , there luck finally changing . she was happy again .
at sixteen she had , with the help of her father , made her own self produced album that went number one worldwide.
at seventeen she was touring the world , quickly becoming one of the most famous female singers . with her unique soft voice blending beautifully with her harsh , blunt lyrics she was a forced to be reckoned with .
she sung of pain , she sung of love , she sung of sorrow , she sung of how cruel and nasty the world around her was .
at eighteen she began getting sucked into the rock n roll lifestyle that was offered to her alongside a golden plate of white powder that held more promises than received.
she sang , she drank , she partied until the screams of people screaming empty 'I loves you' faded into a blank memory.
everything was how she wanted it to be , she had money , she had her music and she had her father . what more could the young girl want?
however it seemed her luck had ran out ,
because at nineteen years old she lost her father to yet another drunk driver who was too carless to care about the lives of those around them .
from that day forward things changed and not for the better.
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SWEET ANGELINA (AXL ROSE)
Fanfiction'how could she look so good ? how could she be so fine? how could she be so cool? how could it be she might be mine?'