Saturday, 2 June 2012

Razors

Damn it. My friend just went to have a shower, and I was concerned about her being in there because there were razors. I was right to be worried. She cut herself while she was in there. Fanfuckingtastic. And even though I want this day to just be over, I have to do the dishes. Nobody else will do them, especially Cato, so I have to.

I don't want to be here.

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