My life... I guess [log]

My life... I guess [log]

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Hey. My name is Abigail Best- yes, my last name is Best, don't wear it out. I'm going through eight grade, and I feel like this would clear my mind of some important topics and things that I need to get off of my chest. Some things you should know about me: I'm a Taurus (Stubborn, Patient, Possessive, creative, Loyal, Kind) I am a fangirl. I fangirl over everything (besides anime... sorry guys...) I LOVE writing. I aspire to inspire others to write as well, and I have some topics ill bring up later about it. Without writing or books, I would have no creativity. I'm awkward, shy, quirky and weird. Don't you dare say I'm not... because I am. I have some other writings if you want to check them out! •If There Was a War ~ [Fantasy] •HOO... Things •Living With the Wolves Enjoy reading.
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Arsenio Draven and Ezlyn Laurel. Inseparable. That's what were we, right from the moment she was born and being five years my younger didn't change the fact that she was my best friend through thick and thin. It was fate, our destiny to be best friends for we even shared the same birthdays. But one night of drunken passion changed everything and not wanting to acknowledge what happened between us, I let her disappear. When she stumbled on my doorstep nine months later, the timings were a little odd but the baby she handed to me, wasn't. It was mine as she claimed and ran away once again leaving me to raise the child on my own. And in that moment, for the first time in my life, I hated my best friend. Or were we even best friends anymore? Being a single parent was a fucking huge task and I was definitely not made for it, so a month later when I realised that, I did what I think was right. I dragged her back and forced her to marry me, bounding her to me. Forever.

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