I'm The Badminton Princess
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مستمرة، تم نشرها في فبر 12, 2017
Everyone hates me. Most of them thinks I'm not normal. 


Why? because not like them, I don't have  a boyfriend or even a fling. Do I need one to be normal? Nah.


Is it because I don't have a friend or even a bestfriend? For what? They'll just use me or maybe, they will just hurt me, again. They are not trust worthy.



Maybe because, I don't care about anyone. I don't care whatever they say. I don't care whatever they do. That's what they want. Why would I butt in? It's their life and not mine.



I am not a social type ofperson. I would prefer reading books than socialize. I would prefer listening to music than to talk with other people. I prefer being alone. I don't need someone or anyone in my life. But though, I can't help myself from believing in fairy tales. I still believe in magic. Just when, someone important left me, Somebody came and rescue me.
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