Sluts Like Me
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Insight to Veronica Neilson.
This is not the life I thought I would have when I was seven years old, I thought that when I was finally eighteen and a 'big kid' as I used to like to say, I would be on top of the world! Not sitting on the floor staring at a white wall whilst chugging down some vodka mixed in with orange juice.
Just sitting and contemplating my life and what it's actually come to, realising that I have fücked up big time by letting people in and getting to know the 'real' Veronica Neilson. By letting them see just what kind of person I am, because I am more than just a 'School Slut'... I'm a fücking monster.
And there is nothing that can change that.
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