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The drama |
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You cant always get what you want |
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My muse |
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Love is suicide |
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In time |
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Perfect Stranger |
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shattered |
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Mirrors |
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It's not meant to be fair |
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Where is your heart |
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recurring nightmare |
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Old Man |
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The drama
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She couldn’t sleep. She was more awake then ever. She went through all of last nights events as she sat upon the stairs, while others were still in bed sleeping. She remembered the night very clearly. How it began very well. Got a little rocky and surprisingly ended ok. She remembered every last person that had attended and all the crazy shit that went down. Wherever she went drama seemed to be following not that far behind.
All her life seemed to be filled with some dramatic experience. Her life was a soap opera being literally played out. There was never a dull or uninteresting moment. People she knew very well and even people who were unfamiliar to her constantly told her she was a drama queen. She never tried to be, it’s just the way things turned out. She had been that way since she was a little girl. She wanted attention, but only the good kind. Some types of attention she was given made her want to fade into the background.
When there are drunk people around, there is always bound to be some type of drama. It happened at every single party. This was the type of drama and attention she hated and lately she had kept herself out of it. Once everything had unfolded she would walk in and try to make everyone laugh and smile. Usually she succeeded. That night was no different. To be a drama queen doesn’t usually have to be a bad thing, some good is capable of coming out of it. With that thought she shrugged off some of the hurtful comments she had received and went on thinking and day dreaming.


