I lick the floor to pick up any crumbs before passing a horrid smell. I remember the puddle I left and hurry out, embarrassed and ashamed. Curling up, I stay at the foot of the bed and sigh.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I stand and stretch, walking towards the window. I sit on the ledge and lean against the frame, looking out over the horizon. "Pretty." I said with a smile.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
Jace wraps his arms around me and I smile wider, watching Indigo go downstairs. I sigh and jump off, landing back in the room and let my hair down from it's ponytail and look at myself in the mirror, thinking of how I could make myself look less tired.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I approach the fridge again and shift, making sure I was all covered. My fingers grip the door like Mistress had and I slowly pull it open, the sudden blast of cold air forcing me to jump backwards and fall on my behind.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I try and figure out how to open what I've found, the scent annoying me, and half ignore Mistress' question. Frustrated, I hold it in the air for them to see but don't turn to them.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
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