Je m'appelle Rachel. 17, single. I have pretty sad obsessions with Doctor Who, Fall Out Boy, and The Smiths. I like cats, taking pictures, performing, and music. I drink too much coffee and I sleep my days away. I'm coping; they tell me the pills will make me better, but I still feel trapped in my own head. I'm lost - just existing. "I think about life and I think about death, and neither one particularly appeals to me."