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- Parts 2
- Time 19m
Ongoing, First published May 25, 2012
Not caring, living life for the moment, without hesitation, taking numerous trains to unknown destinations, wander around, living in million places and not having a home, working as everything and everywhere, no complications, just me, my motorcycle and my leather backpack; that was my luck. So, obviously, my fate as this ‘badass’ girl was to continue living by every urge and opportunity given, to continue not to give a crap about anything or anything, but the damn. bloody boy who had pushed this lifestyle upon me was the one who wanted me to change my entire point of view on life, my ways, my games, my entire lifestyle, for something I don’t even believe in… Love. Hello, Loves. I'm starting this new story so i need you guys to please give me critics and reviews, so please comment. if youd like to be in the story i could add you but you have to give me time, i really like the plot of the story, even though i doubt that you will know what i'm really going to do with it, i mean, okay... You might have an idea but ... Trust me.. Better things to come! :D xAll Rights Reserved
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