12:40 am - .o8
I hate her sometimes. I hate the way she sleeps. She's like a sloth. I hate the way she lurches around. I hate the way she sends mixed signals. I'm almost sick of it. I'm sick already. I don't need more sick.
Sick.
She needs a haircut. She's lazy. She's one of the most productive lazy people I know. It's uncharacteristic for a Leo. It really is.
Take what you want and get it.
Well, that says something. I'm left in the dust. Again.
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