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Even a villainess has their own story, although mine's wasn't one to stick much to the rules of justification.
For whatever mess I left in my wake will shift to another wreck. I like it. I was born like it. And I feel good about it.
I could not deny the feeling.
I give no excuse.
I guard the door to their hell.
There's no other satisfaction when you let loose, a little bit of craziness, a little bit spur of delusional generosity thrown when feel like it and mostly - just undefined.
WARNING: COVER IS NOT MINE. IT'S JUST A PROP. CTTO OF THE PIC. PROTAGONIST IS CRAZY. RECKLESS WRITING. FUCK UP GRAMMAR. NO PROPER PLAN. MY PROPERTY THO. FIRST UPLOAD IN WATTPAD. NO MATTER HOW SHIT OF A BOOK THIS IS, DON'T COPY OR I WILL KILL YOU. I WILL RUN THE EARTH TO FIND YOU AND KILL YOU. Jk
ANOTHER WARNING: A story that would bring the worst thought in you. Heeheehee. Expect an evil evil character.
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