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How did I get here? How did I get myself in this madness? Well, it's actually quite simple. It's a little recipe: one third of a twisted past, a little prick of a sister, a wall breaker and some messed up organisation on your ass. Put everything in a big bowl, blend for 17 years and throw it in an oven. The result? A broken, fire spitting and dangerous girl with major issues.
*There will be strong language and images. I am a slow updater but belive me, it's worth it. *
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