Imprisoned Heart

Loneliness, the clearest of crystal insight into your own soul, It's the fear of one's own self that haunts the lonely. Madness slowly starts to eat you alive, but at the end of the path is the small streak of light full of hope that will pull you out of it.

But what do you do if the very thing wants to eat you?

The last thing a person would need is to wake up in strangers bed, not having a clue where you are.
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She is not your average girl who dresses to impress, who is naive to dream, who reads till she falls asleep.

But she is that girl who kills for the thrills. When she's around you have to keep your eyes open or you won't know what will hit you.