"I was always an unusual girl, my mother told me that I had a chameleon soul.
No moral compass pointing me due north, no fixed personality.
Just an inner indecisiveness that was as wide as wavering as the ocean.
And if I said that I didn’t plan for it to turn out this way I’d be lying- because I was born to be the other woman.
I belonged to no one- who belonged to everyone, who had nothing- who wanted everything
with a fire for every experience and an obsession for freedom that terrified me
to the point that I couldn’t even talk about-
and pushed me to a nomadic point of madness that both dazzled and dizzied me."
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