Wednesday, September 29

Work is job. Bankjob is bankwork.

while i was activating my life..chocolate was on her way out talking and mumbling whatever that i don't even understand.and then there's this motorcycle came and stop by.and then there's silence.chocolate came back in to the house and saying about a girl being kidnapped and being rape around this old piece of shit.while she's waiting for maria to come and pick her up.as for myself, I'm flying with the dust that starting to befriend with the spiders.after few tictoks chocolate and maria went out.there are BIG spiders.and it had nothing to do with anything.

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