there is excess tmr night.
whoopeedoo.
hell, i'm even willing to be the good training member tmr.
and sit there while godknowswhat is happening.
'cause i'll be thinking of excess.

actually i'll probably get frustrated again tmr.
but i've found my perfect solution.
and i don't care anymore if it's obvious.
it's my body, i'll do what i want to it.
besides there are people who actually buy my story.

they call you lucifer's angel.

i've always told bamboostick practically everything.
i've broken my promises, yes.
but i've never lied before.
it's just recently,
that i keep having to cover up.
it sucks but i kinda have to be resigned to it in a way.
11:21 PM
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