Crazy girl

Crazy girl

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Just a normal girl..... HA! You've got to be kidding me, right? Are you seriously going to compare me to normal, when I'm anything but normal? Normalcy sucks, normal is boring, repeating of the same pattern. I like being open and honest about the world, yet they call me crazy. Yeah, they even put a straight jacket on me they considered me so crazy, and no, please don't look at me that way, it was through their of preception of insanity that I was locked away. It was no fun house castle they put me in, either, for it was so much worse. Atleast now everyone knows I'm a real crazy girl.
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I was never the cool girl. Never the centre of attention. Hell, the first party I ever went to was because Kheli dragged me there when I was seventeen. Oh, Kheli... Kheli was my first love. My first everything. But once we finished high school, we parted ways. My plans were very clear: go to university, have fun, go to parties, maybe fool around at some point when missing Kheli got too much for me to handle. I don't know - the typical university life you see in movies. However, it was nothing like that. I was struggling to keep up with my assignments, my classes, all the drama, the parties, Kheli, the people, Pokémon Go - everything. I couldn't keep up with any of it. And then... Eleanor Williams did what she does best. She came out of nowhere and planted herself right in the middle of my world. And like a very fucking annoying tree, she set down roots and refused to move. And then I found myself - God, kill me now - enjoying being around Eleanor Williams. I found myself watering the fucking tree even when I knew it would only make the roots grow deeper, until there was no way of pulling it out. (Yes, sometimes I make very shitty metaphors. You'll get used to it.) But just because I was, much to my dismay, enjoying Eleanor Williams's company didn't mean she wanted me around.

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