It's quite funny how things change in a second. You can be simply walking down a bridge in one moment and in a blink of an eye, be drowning in cold, dark water. I took a deep breath, inhaling as much oxygen as I could, in order to forget the hunting feeling of my lungs being filled with water instead of air. Some memories are hard to let go.
Who am I? I am Roxy, Roxanne if you dare, Rivers. 17, allergic to cats and so much more fucked up than you can imagine by just seeing me walk away from a redhead bimbo in a crowded school. Cliche or not, welcome to my life.
Heyyyyooooo.
A book full of my fantasies I'm too lazy to write about. ps I'm currently working on a book but that might take 19302732 years to finish. (I'm hoping to finish the whole book before uploading) If I don't trust myself, it might go in here. So yeahhh. hahahaha. Please don't take any ideas without credit or me knowing! xx
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