Inside My Head.
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Ongoing12m
Last published Sun, Feb 12, 2017
Hi.
I'm QuinnB. Aiit, so maybe that's not my real name. But I'm writing it there because I don't want anyone finding out who I really am. You know how friends can be sometimes.
Info;
17 years old.
An awesome April Hot Chick.
Uhmm.....Oh yes!
Living and Born Nigeria.
So..this book is like an autobiography....I think *wonders what an autobiography is* OK. So I don't care what it is. This book is what the title says. About the stuff that goes on in my head. The stuff I'm thinking while you're talking to me. The stuff I'm thinking when I'm walking on the road and I suddenly burst into laughter and you're wondering....WTF is wrong with that chick? Or you see me and my friends laughing and you don't get why.
Piss: I'm not the ordinary average girl..I'm not considered normal. I'm crazy, abnormal, weird and yet....strangely beautiful. And I love myself like that.
Piss1: I don't write PS because it's too regular.
Piss2: This will also include friends tagging.
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