KILLING MY CONCIENCE, DEVORING MY NERVS, JEALOUSIE TAKES OVER STARTING TO BURN. . . HATING MY SELF, DESPISING THE WORLD, NOONE GETS HURT IF IT'S UNDER CONTROL. RETAINING MY SELF, THE WORST IS YET TO COME; THIS JEALOUSIE OF MINE SOON WON'T BE GONE.Birth sign: Cancer
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