I go by the name Adeline and im not any ordinary girl you see on the streets. I'm always an original, never a copy. ♥balloons

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I'm what you call a, mystery. Here's to the ones that love me, the losers that lost me & the lucky bastards that get to meet me ♥ I don't like "about me"s. They paint a picture colored in black and white. The way we see ourselves. It is either we are too perfect or too imperfect. The truth is, we can be very wrong. Get to know me and see for yourself. I am just Adeline Megan Gan. The occasional part-time dancer. I like collecting memories and occasional glimpses of genuine smiles . ▲

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♥ i'll make your heart jump like it was on cocaine

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if there is nothing missing in my life, why do these tears come at night?