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Bastard

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Time 2h 53m

Reads 2,157
Votes 78
Parts 47
Time 2h 53m

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 A new personal journal for this new year.All Rights Reserved

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The Tortured Soul Suit

Hi, I'm Rachel. 22. Short. Observant. Attractive but not hot. My talents include: fucking myself over, fucking other people over, and scaring people with self-deprecating humor. This was my personal journal from September 2019 through December 2020. It documents my character arc through my junior and half of my senior year of undergrad as I try to understand love, choose a path for my future career, navigate mental health, and endure social and political chaos in the country and the world. I hope that you may be able to take something from this authentic and piercingly ironic journey.