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Hey-

If there is a God, what he's doing right now is holding down my busted, mangled body in broken glass, pouring lemon juice on me and sprinkling it with salt. He's such a NICE guy!

I can't keep my food down, because I've got so much stress going on I feel I'm going to snap, kill someone and end up at College Hospital in Costa Mesa for a mental snap and never be let out.

You think I'm kidding...you PRAY I am, I'm sure...

I'm being evicted, and being told how I was so lucky to have been homeless at the age of 16 (I'm 24 now, in case you haven't been paying attention) because I was young enough to have a chance. OF COURSE I WAS, HOW SELFISH OF ME to think that my story was TRAGIC. I was SO lucky, living in a shelter, then sleeping on someone's couch and not being able to go to my own PROM because I didn't have any MONEY. It was such a good time!! YAY!

There are words for people like that, people who tell you stuff like that. But if I said it, I'd be banned from Gaia before you know it. I know that...

Ciao
Rae (totally dying on the inside)