Day 151: Exiting The Holiday Inn
At last! That witch has returned to place me within my most beautiful jacket, given to me by that holy one, Marg. Yes, she has holes. But more to the fickle point of narrow being, I have been raped again. Do they not care? This strap is trying it so hard to penetrate my cheek. But I was ready. Ready like the sheep I am. I snatched it with my teeth and tugged it hard. It loosened...What?! I could not believe, my arms....Hello.
Squabbling To The Tree Is Not Healthy.
Squabbling To The Tree Is Not Healthy.
posted by A Twig-Like Hermit at 10:05 am
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