She finally gave up. She dropped the fake smile, as a tear ran down her cheek. She whispered to herself, "I can't do this anymore."
My name is Rouse, who would've guessed?
In reality, my name is Lysandra, but only my friends call me that.
They know that it's Lysaa for short, if I allow them to say it.
So if you don't know me, I'm Rouse.
I obsess over Wolves most of the time.
But that's not all I like.
I also love my Drake.
Rouse is Depressive a lot of the time.
But seldom will you see it here on the internet.
Because some things aren't meant to be seen or heard.
DON'T TELL ME YOU UNDERSTAND, YOU DON'T KNOW ME.
Also, you don't want to ask about it. o.0
Nice right now, but also vicious when I want to be.
So you'd better watch out. 8D
Anyways, now I just sound creepy!
I'm not as creepy as I sound, I promise.
Any of my friends could tell you that.
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Rouse is strange.
But you love her anyways!
I LOVE YOU, DIV! ♥