Once again, I can't have a minute's peace - I'm constantly clamoured for. I was pawed and my clothes were ripped from my body. I was used, then thrown away like the sex god I am.

In other, unrelated news...I think it's time for a new couch. It's gotten rather squeaky and rickety from all the fucking. A note to those who know us: if you crash at our place, you will be sleeping on the 'fuck couch'.
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