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so, another blog.
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why?
why?
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i hate how the photo thing works in myspace. it sucks!
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and i can't completely be myself at SG.
i hate how the photo thing works in myspace. it sucks!
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and i can't completely be myself at SG.
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so i have this one now.
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so i have this one now.
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now bear with me. no, not beer. Bear.
now bear with me. no, not beer. Bear.
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it was my special day:
it was my special day:
its called the forth drink instinct (and that is absinthe in my glass):
it was my birthday gift to myself. the dress. i made it. i love it. but it's hard to get in and out of it.
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so, about birthday gifts. Master gave me a fetish shining vynil skirt and top...
and my mother-in-law gave me to bra and undies sets... and i was like, what?
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it was my birthday. and first day at work. i was sleepy. but class was good. (and i have to prep class for today, still)
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i made cake. i cuddled. my brother came over and we played videogame (and he gave me HIS drink shaker, which was absolutely totally sweet). i watched a Jackie Chan movie. Master and i went clubbing. i drank. i dance. i had forgotten how delightfull it can be to go out without having to work. we got wasted. we slept in the car till He was sober enough to drive.
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it rocked!
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yesterday. hangover. being fucked. going out for lunch. watching Nacho Libre. being fucked again. being spanked.
yesterday. hangover. being fucked. going out for lunch. watching Nacho Libre. being fucked again. being spanked.
then His daughter's birthday party. playing Game Boy color and DS. eating (my tummy hurts). eating. eating. drinking soda. more soda. more soda.
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feeling cold.
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cuddling.
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and now, i woke up sick. again.
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what's it with monday mornings? today is fucking beautiful, and i hate to waste such a day.
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so i better turn the computer off.
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blah!
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(i hate my sinus).
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