Promiscuous

When you're a twenty-year-old triple platinum singer you get an image. Except mine was all wrong. On drugs; pregnant; fucking my manager... they were the kind of lies I'd wake up to every day. But they didn't know me. Nobody does. People see what they want to see, and think what they want to think. I was a good girl. I played by the rules, kept to myself and it got me nowhere. I spent the last year in love with a guy who I was paying to fuck me. A guy who fell in love with someone else. One...