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I fucking HATE fucking strike. 5 hours! REALLY??
Oh Catawba, my Catawba.
I can't remember the words to my monologue for tomorrow. Not that it matters. I could go up and masturbate for 45 seconds and it would mean the same.
Maybe I will. Kinky.
Now I'm waiting to get in the bathroom to wash my stinkin makeup off. Gross. I wish she would blow her hair dry tomorrow. When it matters.
Ugh. I hate it when people say they're gonna do something then change their mind. It's so damn frustrating and aggravating.
But I love onginue (I dont know how to spell it) arms. WHAT?!
Lord, help me. It's 3:44 and I am wanting to sleep.
Oh Catawba, my Catawba.
I can't remember the words to my monologue for tomorrow. Not that it matters. I could go up and masturbate for 45 seconds and it would mean the same.
Maybe I will. Kinky.
Now I'm waiting to get in the bathroom to wash my stinkin makeup off. Gross. I wish she would blow her hair dry tomorrow. When it matters.
Ugh. I hate it when people say they're gonna do something then change their mind. It's so damn frustrating and aggravating.
But I love onginue (I dont know how to spell it) arms. WHAT?!
Lord, help me. It's 3:44 and I am wanting to sleep.