SARABELLA MARIE ST. PIERRE [ND]

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SARABELLA MARIE ST. PIERRE.
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welcome to the world of tomorrow
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BURY ALL YOUR SECRETS IN MY SKIN
come away with innocence and leave me with my sins
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WE ALL HAVE STRENGTHS.
i am very, very manipulative. i used to rely on my family's social statues to help me get whatever i want but i've learned to use my mind and body instead.

although some view this as a weakness, i tend to view it as a strength. i'm very emotionally distant to everyone around me. it's good because whenever i hurt someone or when someone i know dies, i have no regret or second thought about it. the only reason i usually have a sort of entourage around me is because of who my family is.

my next strength proves not to judge a book by its covers. i may seem like any other rich, bubbly girl. however, i am anything but. i am as cunning as they come, analyzing things as soon as i step into a building. this acts as a sort of balance with my recklessness

WE ALL HAVE OUR WEAKNESSES.
it's both a negative and positive trait, but i'm highly curious. it's led me into several sticky situations. although i've gotten out of them, i still end up falling victim to my curiosity.

another weakness i have, that stems somewhat from my curiosity, is that i'm very reckless. once i get intrigued i don't stop to think about the pros and cons of the situation which causes for some more dangerous stories to tell.

sadly, i am can get very jealous and envious of someone or something. it causes me to be blind to what i know is right and wrong and can lead me to do things even i would consider bad. just like when my 'sister' was alive, i was so jealous of the attention she received by our parents that i might've been a tad bit responsible in her death.

ADMIT IT OR NOT, WE'VE ALL BEEN AFRAID.
as much as i hate to admit it, i'm terrified of not fitting the criteria to be in the perfect nation. i mean, my family's fit the criteria and i'm currently one of the doctors, but who knows. at any minute they could decided i'm not suitable and end up killing me.

i hate the thought of not being good enough in my family's eyes. i've already dealt with that feeling for several years up until my 'sister' died, and felt like i was second best. i guess it fuels me to do amazing and anything i do, but the thought of being a failure or inferior scares the hell out of me.

any type of illness, whether it's a sickness or something like a disorder. my 'sisters' death was caused by some terminal illness that my parents thought they could cure, using me as the organ donator. however, she died before any of the doctors allowed any surgery or organ transplants could be finalized. thank god.

AND WE HAVE OUR HABITS, GOOD & BAD.
i have a very odd, cold personality and find myself hurting people for the sake of hurting them. of course, its all behind closed doors, seeing as i can't let people know how sadistic i am. there's just something about causing people pain or belittling people that makes me not what to stop. i can be teasing someone or physically hurting them

i'm very antsy if i'm not preoccupied and usually find myself biting my nails. it's a horrible habit, i know, but i just can't help it.

another habit i have, that's pretty fun, is daydreaming. i usually have no time for it, but when i do, i think of some of the most bizarre things. some good, some bad, but all bizarre.

THEN THERE ARE THE THINGS THAT BUG US.
i absolutely hate the smell of cigarette smoke. it drives me up the wall and i don't understand how people can ingest such a thing with a repugnant odder. however, if the cigarette's one of those flavored one's, i'm fine with that. call me picky.

fake people. in all honestly, they should die. be real, be yourself, and don't be fake. i really hate the fake one's who pretend to be your friends then act like they hate you when you're gone.

drama starters. when everything's calm and zen, there's usually a couple who want to fuck it up. like those people trying to tear down the perfect nation, they're drama starters. for some reason they can't be happy and content.

AND, HEY, WE CAN ALL DREAM.
i'd love to see the perfect nation turn peony into the amazing city we're trying to make it. that's why i'm doing what i'm doing, killing those who the organization does not view as fit for the perfect nation we're trying to create.

i guess another dream i have is that the war would end.

i'd also love to become the head doctor in peony. currently, i'm just a doctor in on the perfect nation, working hard, but i'd get so much recognition from my family and 'friends' if that happened.

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SO IF YOU LOVE ME LET ME GO
and run away before i know
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about twenty years ago i was born, or well made. My 'parents' augustine and denise st. pierre were one of the richest people in peony. my mother was a scientist while my father was one of the doctors, and both were in The Perfect Nation. Anyways, they had a daughter, beatrice who caught a rare disease when she was a child

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MY HEART IS JUST TOO DARK TO CARE
i can't destroy what isn't there
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i am sarabella marie st. pierre. in this world i am called a perfect nation and i take perfect nation's side in this war. the blood running through my veins and marks on my finger tips will bring you a file to tell you that i am clone. and on that you will plainly see that i am female. those who see me often say i look a bit like jessica stam. but my sadistic attitude makes me one of a kind.