A feeling tells me that I might have fallen to a gay boy. (If I'm not mistaken). NO, Just kinda liking him.
OHMAIGOODNESS!
He's not gay, no, he's not gay. He is darn straight. Okay, whatever.
Did I just ask my supervisor doing something that was supposed to be my job? And instead of saying 'Sorry' and "Thank you' , I paid her with a trash look. And she is the third boss in the company.
Oh WOW. What have I just done?
I nagged at my dad over the jammed motorcycle of his that was barely kept me alive from being hit by cars. Again, that stupid crap jammed on a hustled road when I was getting home from work. Sorry dad, I was brought on the fury.
I deserve a good night sleep afterall. Even a computer could hang for information overload. Sleep is a nice remedy. Gunnite readers.
Dearly by,
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