I was always an unusual girl, my mother told me that I had a chameleon soul. No fixed personality. Just an inner indecisiveness that was as wide and unwavering as the ocean. And if I said that I didn't plan for it to turn out this way I’d be lying- because I
was born to be the other woman. I belonged to no one- who belonged to everyone, who had nothing- who wanted everything with a fire for every experience.
We have nothing to lose, nothing to gain, nothing we desired anymore- except to make our lives into a work of art.