Attention Seeker
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'she's such a slut'
'what a whore'
'I heard she sucked him of down the back of an alley'
'What a bitch'
Thats the filterd version of what people would say about her daily, and she loved every single word, theirs not a lot of years old girls that enjoy hearing other people speak so meanly about in this world, most girls prefer to pretend they have class, pretend their not the promiscuous little sluts that they are, most girls would rather go on a night out and repeat to each different guy 'i don't normally do this' when both of them clearly know the statements a lie.
But Imogen Selvski is the complete opposite, she'd rather be called a slut than a 'lady', she would rather the other girls bitch about her and her slutty nature, she would rather every single person know exactly who she is and how she acted, along as they knew her name thats all that matters.
Imogen loves the bad comments that get thrown at her daily, she loves hearing her name all over the streets, she loves that everyone is constantly talking about her, she craves the attention, she lives of it, if she doesn't have attention what else has she got? This story will be an adventure of lies, promiscuous stories, and filled with bad language.
Descriptions are always my worst point sorry!
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