I am some what a chameleon. People pleasing. Pushing and shoving, elbows creasing, knees creaking, tattle-tales wagging my soul.

I am some what an angel. Good works. Open book. Listening and breathing, beating our chests, locking arms and innocence.

I am some what a devil. Case closed. Smirking and flirting, tail lights blaring, temper flaring with no home of my own.


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