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All my life, I have lived the glamorous lifestyle with my father running a multi-million dollar company which is practically running the economy and my mother who is super-star actress. You mix those two together and you get unnecessary and incessant attention followed by so-called friends. I craved the normal life more than anything, even more than a ben&jerrys during red. That is why I do what I do. The crave for normality is worth getting up abnormally early in the morning to purposely make yourself look unattractive, wearing hugely framed glasses and clothes that are NOT designers, and lastly, pretending to be so poor that you had to be a scholar in the most prestigious private school in London. Now, you guys up for the story of how I met the idiot that messed up that life?
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