We're owl exterminators (shadow_hive) wrote,
We're owl exterminators

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I'm sick of dealing with her. Every day she comes in and complains. I try my best to help and she moans I don't do enough. I have to tell her everything over and over, then listen to her complain about the place.

I'm sick of it.

I'm not hungry, I'm not thirsty. She makes me feel fat.

I don't wanna watch or listen to anything.

Or talk to anyone.

Whenever I have a good few days she always ruins it. That's the only thing I can count on her for.

I'll stay in bed until I know she's gone, then I can get something pointy.
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