Love me like you do [gummi's multi plotter]

Hello there, so you wanna know about this young lady here? Well first off her full name is Ophelia Hope Phoenix, a eighteen year old who once lived in Pennsylvania along with her parents, little sister and uncle. Well over the course of year's bad things went down between herself and the uncle to where now the uncle is on the run. So now Ophelia is living still with her parent's and sister. She is going to college for science and secretly take's singing classes against her father's wishes.
On the outside Ophelia is quite friendly and helpful to those around her, to the point where people point out she's a bit to friendly. But that's all a cover...and secretly she believes if she doesn't act this way they'll learn of her past and abandon her, like so many have before. Perhaps if someone was out there to show her 'true' friend's don't abandon anyone and stick together through thick and thin.

Everyone has enemies, esp. Ophelia and the worst enemy she has would be her uncle..what he did to her she'll never forgive him. Will she have more enemies...probably but she ain't sweating it yet.

Woah...Woah...Woah...Ophelia isn't about to unlock her heart just yet, though she is attracted to both genders...the person trying to win her heart will have to break down the barrier's that are still attached to her heart. But once they did that, they'll see someone who will die for the person they love and is quite romantic.

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I’m wasted, losing time I’m a foolish, fragile spine I want all that is not mine I want him but we’re not right In the darkness I will meet my creators And they will all agree, that I’m a suffocator I should go now quietly For my bones have found a place to lie down and sleep Where all my layers can become reeds All my limbs can become trees All my children can become me What a mess I leave To follow

I’m wasted, losing time I’m a foolish, fragile spine I want all that is not mine I want him but we’re not right In the darkness I will meet my creators And they will all agree, that I’m a suffocator I should go now quietly For my bones have found a place to lie down and sleep Where all my layers can become reeds All my limbs can become trees All my children can become me What a mess I leave To follow

I’m wasted, losing time I’m a foolish, fragile spine I want all that is not mine I want him but we’re not right In the darkness I will meet my creators And they will all agree, that I’m a suffocator I should go now quietly For my bones have found a place to lie down and sleep Where all my layers can become reeds All my limbs can become trees All my children can become me What a mess I leave To follow

I’m wasted, losing time I’m a foolish, fragile spine I want all that is not mine I want him but we’re not right In the darkness I will meet my creators And they will all agree, that I’m a suffocator I should go now quietly For my bones have found a place to lie down and sleep Where all my layers can become reeds All my limbs can become trees All my children can become me What a mess I leave To follow

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