New Legacy *dramatic music*
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Me being the overachiever I am, started ANOTHER legacy. But this time...it's a drama. *crowd gasps* Yeah, I know right? That means no annoying voice tormenting a crazy teal sim. Bummmmer, right? :P
Lies
Lies, lies.
I eat sleep and breathe them.
The stories we tell.
The excuses we make.
But why?
Why do we curse the world with these deceptions?
Is it for our honor? Or dignity?
For our own satisfaction?
There is one thing I know if nothing else;
I lie for you, the ones I love most.
To protect you from my secrets that wish to harm you.
From the dark depths of my past.
I lie because I love.
What’s your excuse?
-N.A.S.
Intro:
It was just the same as any other night in Bridgeport. The lights of the city could be seen for miles and miles, glistening against the sea that surrounded it. Those that wandered in the nightlife had done so a thousand times before; heading out to their usual bars and clubs. All with their own stories and secrets to tell. But none was quite like that of young Bella Caspian.
And this dear readers, is where our story begins.
................
And who might this be? Well..I'll give you a hint: Her name ryhms with Shella and she was in a story of mine before. Brownie points to anyone who actually knows what I'm talking about ;)
Me being the overachiever I am, started ANOTHER legacy. But this time...it's a drama. *crowd gasps* Yeah, I know right? That means no annoying voice tormenting a crazy teal sim. Bummmmer, right? :P
Lies
Lies, lies.
I eat sleep and breathe them.
The stories we tell.
The excuses we make.
But why?
Why do we curse the world with these deceptions?
Is it for our honor? Or dignity?
For our own satisfaction?
There is one thing I know if nothing else;
I lie for you, the ones I love most.
To protect you from my secrets that wish to harm you.
From the dark depths of my past.
I lie because I love.
What’s your excuse?
-N.A.S.
Intro:
It was just the same as any other night in Bridgeport. The lights of the city could be seen for miles and miles, glistening against the sea that surrounded it. Those that wandered in the nightlife had done so a thousand times before; heading out to their usual bars and clubs. All with their own stories and secrets to tell. But none was quite like that of young Bella Caspian.
And this dear readers, is where our story begins.
................
And who might this be? Well..I'll give you a hint: Her name ryhms with Shella and she was in a story of mine before. Brownie points to anyone who actually knows what I'm talking about ;)