05.02.06

Working on two hours of sleep. I was writing a story about three of my sexual personae; the librarian, the biker bitch, and the cheerleader.

They're wicked women. Especially when they get together and have a slumber party. Then the pizza boy showed up. But he forgot the biker bitch's tequila and...well, it's getting interesting.

*beam*

And that's it. I'm pooped.

Faboo to you~

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