Novels by Powertino

Life is really a fucked up mess for me but I wasn't going to let my dad ruin my show. He should just aspect the fact I want to be a musician and am very close to my dreams. Three fucking years I laid low despite my frame but not any more. Why couldn't he understand that I really can not be the Muslim religious daughter who sits home and pray five times a day, put up an hijab and observe fast. This is me, this is who have always wanted to be. Mandy should please open up the door before the fucking cold kill me before my father could. I would have followed the front door but I won't want to draw attention from fans coming to my show with a night gown and know shoes on. My dad called me home some days ago asking me to return home from school which I did, some how he managed to find out my deep secret for three year now. He wants me to stop singing but fuck him, I have a show to perform and some how my fans need me more than he does.