Description
I used to be regular. My first 3 or 4 years of my life, were no doubt my happiest. Then I grew up, like we all eventually do. I made stupid mistakes over and over again, because I had been kept from the outside world. And now, I'm here, in jail...and it sucks. Then, sadly, I got used to jail life: wake, eat, sleep, share dull jokes with the other inmates, eat, sleep. There really isn't much to do. Then, Eve came. That monstrosity of a girl. She slowly forced herself into my life. Being nosy as hell. "No matter where I go, what I do, or whoever the hell I hang out with, I always end up compacted in one space. Locked from the outside world, and treated like a mangy dog." I spat. "I sat in this filthy excuse of a cell for the first few years here, waiting for my prince charming to come. To rescue me. And guess what? He doesn't come. Fairy-tales don't exist kid. Or else everyone in this hell-hole would be out on grand stallions galloping towards the sunset. Not everyone has a happy ending kid." I said snorting. "Well then, better be glad your not claustrophobic."
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