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« Thread Started on Jul 18, 2007, 3:19pm »

Drama, drama, drama. That's all Kiki's life's been so far lately. With all the little crushes that she's somehow developed and the problems of her little career, she just wished she could be dead. She was like a geisha in her own terms. It wasn't like she escorted. But she did the other part that came with the job. Now it was just a pain to keep up with as guilt always seems to subside upon her. It was like she wanted to have no real feelings anymore. It would have made everything that she is so much easier.

Now apart from that, Kiki was now sitting at a bar in a somewhat risque restaurant. The barman had brought her a drink with small, if not no concern that she was under 21. She went in there so much that she and the barmen had an understanding of why she needed to be there. It was normally when she was needing to think and needed to get away. There were rarely students around and the barman on duty always kept other men wanting sex away. Normally, people wouldn't think that it was a good place to think, but to Kiki, a place filled with alcohol and someone keeping men away helped greatly.

Damn. Can't I just fucking kill myself already? She took another shot of whiskey. It was as if she wanted to get alcohol poisoning or something. It was insane. Thoughts of suicide were now filling her mind as if they were mocking her thoughts of when she was little. By now, you'd find Kiki half drunk, her upper half sprawled on the counter of the bar, wanting to find some drug dealer so she could overdose on heroine. Instead of actually getting up seeing as she was lazy, she just took another shot of whiskey.
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