alexandria. eighteen. pansexual. single. bitchy writer from hell.
bpdbabe
I was born bad, but then I met you. You made me nice for a while, but my dark side's true.
You never cared what I did at all. Motel singer or the silver pole, I did what I had to do...
Femme fatale, always on the run. Diamonds on my wrist, whiskey on my tongue. Before I give back, I gotta get drunk. So get over here, pour me a cold one.