First of all, my name is Iris. Iris Lee. I'm 17. And much worse liar than you ever thought. Perhaps, you know me. You know my name, know where I go to school, or live, know my family, but you don't know me. You can't. Because I don't let anyone. Why? Because it's my very own life that I keep closed and hidden, deep in myself.
You can call me a plaza kitty, a chick, maybe even a b*tch. Why don't? You know what I do. Going on almost all day long shoppig tours, gossiping and teasing, playing the unreachable, unknowable and always changing and always better queen. I like to fool the others and to humiliate them. Why? Because it's me, my very own life and decisions that I make, even if I screw my own life up. So what? Don't try to understand me. You won't. But maybe, if you keep reading my blog, you will have a very slight chance to know me - or have a glimpse at my REAL life. The girl you think you knew and hated, could be somebody who you cannot understand, but at least like a bit.
And just one more thing: I fooled you again. Guess where and what! ;)

Kisses,

Iris

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