somethings you are not allowed to say
breathe in
there are a lot of things that i could say today. i could say ______________ or ____________ but i'm not allowed. maybe i can say one thing. i've had a smile on my face all day....
until i got to this shithole that i call work. well i just called it a shithole too. anyway. i get surrounded by idiots, feeble minded pieces of crap. 'i'm sorry that i can't read, they didn't teach me that in fucking jail while i was being fist fucked by my gorgeous bulldike roomate jo, who sort of looks like the chick from facts of life.' they all need to die.
i feel like a postal worker. give me a shotgun.
nebulize
sana fey - naked funk
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