Dangerous Thirst

s advances, he fired me. Although he was the one that lost a remarkable designer, I still felt like something was missing from my life. It had been months since I even spoke to my family or

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gh about me as much as they cared about their money. You could say that trauma is my middle name. Anyway, jokes aside, since I never really liked them, I made sure to change my given name once I was 18. It was also around the same time I picked up on smoking, drinking, and drugs, occasionally. I didn't even go to college, like most people my age. I used to work odd jobs until I had enough money to sign up for an art course. Slowly but steadily, I began learning new things, mostly on my own, until I opened my very own on

nd of way. All my life, I had been the girl that no one really noticed, so I wanted to stand out that evening. I took out the only red lipstick I had from the dresser, and put it on.

million dollars. I walked straight to the bar counter, and ordered a Long Island Iced Tea, which was my all time favorite. I finished a few drinks before I headed to the dance-floor. I was alone, so I didn't really feel like dancing. I was waiting for the Blue Angels' performance. I had to admit that I was quite drunk at that point. Suddenly, I felt someone hugging me f

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