A Wild Good Girl

A Wild Good Girl

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I get the grades, wear the clothes, act the way, look the part but the funny thing about playing the part is when people see the real you. My life it's half-and-half, I have two lives. I sneak out, I drink, I wear clothes tighter than my own skin and love doing my hair and make-up. My story is such a cliche. I have scars and bruises, not from being a badass, from being a smartass. Everything is different when no one is watching right? Everyone knows that some people live two different lives but usually those lives are the ones where poor people pretend to be rich or that rich people pretend to be poor badasses pretend to be good and good pretend to be badass. I go to parties for my school and people never recognize me. Until one person tried to hook up with me and they never forgot the one girl who turned him down. For that one moment in my entire life being me, sucked. But who said the good girls can't be a little wild?
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These are my confessions to everything that I've done. When you read this I don't want you to look at me differently. I don't want your pity or any type of sympathy. See I knew what I signed up for when I entered the game. I choose this lifestyle and at one time I thought it was the best choice for me. I had access to any and everything. Don't be fooled though there is always a dark side. Nobody ever tells you about the price you have to pay when you are in my position. Everybody sees the good but, not the bad. The days you have to spend trying to cover your face with makeup. The different people you meet every night just to survive. The things you would go through just to get someone's attention. I guess you could say I did it for love. Only if you believe in that type of stuff. I would like to call my experience a high. It was pure ecstasy at first. The charming smile, expensive clothes, fancy dinners, nice vacations. Then it turns into a living hell you can't escape from. That's when people start showing their true colors. When lights go off there is a whole different side to a person. You could literally be sleeping next to the devil himself. 'Let's do this dirty laundry'

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