Lady Grinning Soul.

Born to be Bad.

Months went by before I even saw Cherie, and during that time, I was pretty lonely. I could only turn to my only solace that I had before I met my blonde lover. Drugs.

Not lying, I am a drug addict. I don't really care. Once, on a trip to London, I met up with some guy in an alley, and we snorted speed together. It was one of my most cherished memories, because that guy was really hot. He was only a few years older than me; he had black spiky hair, amber eyes...

...and a typical punk smirk.