Welcome!
This is my first attempt in writing a book about me. I've written other books before -- tried is the proper term-- but this is the first time I actually wrote a story about me!
All the flashbacks are mostly based on memory so I don't really remember most of it. I tend to forget even the most memorable events...
Anyways, a brief description about me.
I have raven hair and dark brown eyes. I'm really chubby and I like jiggling. Insecurity really isn't my thing, but being abandoned is a really big problem. No, I don't have daddy issues or mommy issues; I just grew up being replaced by a lot of people I considered best friends. I'm sad most of the times, but still there's a smile on my face.
I blame it on my inner twin, Z.
She/He/It likes to talk to me and we have conversations from time to time. I know I need help, but meh. Z's the pervert in me that translate every single normal thing into innuendos. It's nice but imagine seeing butts on TV and having your inner twin sing "Slap that ass, mothafucka. Mothafucka, slap that ass," (Slap dat ass by Pornland)
Imagine doing things you don't want to do, like licking cellphones, hands, books, dirty things on the floor (and here Z tries to make me think of licking D's).
I like boys and I find them really cute and adorable (which is my kinda my type) but Z, on the other hand, likes girls... Z finds girls of this generation very sexy and hot. Now, I feel fuzzy around boys, but I drool over girls.This kinda explains why I'm bisexual.
But without Z, I'm nothing but a normal girl.
Thanks Z for turning me into a fish and becoming an anaconda.
(Mah anacanda dun wan nun les u gut buns hun)
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The Unpredictable Life of a Teenage Fish
Non-FictionThis is the true story of Azzeeya DJ. She's a girl... sometimes. Well, she's a teenage fish to be exact. She's different from other humans. Her daily routine is not as common as the others. But she has feelings. This is her life. As sad as it may s...
