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Thursday, April 23
she shared @ 9:40 AM

my mouth's been shut tight since the moment i woke up and i can feel my stinking breath warming the throat. i'm yearning for fat greasy breakfast. make that one with lots and lots of melted cheese. oh, fuck.

one miserable hour in the office i'm already dying to leave. only immuned robots with no needs nor feelings can work attentively in an environment like this. not me.











..or maybe they had their breakfast, that's why..
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