sanity.

it really makes a difference when im sane & in-sane.

when im sane, everything - even small lil things that pokes me, it'll hurt. and i'll whine all day about that SMALL TINY CUT.

when im insane, i make deep cuts on myself. HAHAHA

thats the sane & insane rachel.

nope, im not vying for attention thru this lil space, you can jolly well leave if you're unhappy about anything..

& imposer, it's not the right time to do ur work now. so just quit being US. i know we're that great. but fuck it just get lost.

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i wonder how hard isit to work with someone you HATE to the core & not forgetting the fact that they call me his sistaaaaaa. fuck it lar! im no sistaaaaa of his. i dont even wanna be!

this kinda low life creature. OH MAN. i'll save the details.

so dead please, how to survive 6 hours with iffa & 5 hours with max?

im so pissed now i need to sleep while nursing the very hmm, major? cuts on the relationship.

i need a clear head to know where im gonna go.

& im craving for chicky wings. ohman. so hungry.