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Ready to go to work..... on the busiest Saturday of the year..... Gr8

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In my Morocco pj's. GOODNIGHT.

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COME VISIT ME AT WORK SOMEONE

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posting pictures like mad tonight, because decided to do a smiley one.
liked my teeth because they look dead white.
@elizabitch smiling about youuuu sweetie, hows you!

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rather old but i love this

http://trashedwh0re.tumblr.com

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This is how I was born (yeah, I gave birth to myself, big deal).

Anyway, I find it hilarious how some people on this site ask 'questions of the day', generally crushingly monotonous questions like "wat is ur favorite food/drink/animal/number/color/film/*insert inexplicably popular teen drama piece of shit TV show* character/song/symptom of appendicitis/strain of virus/class A drug/method of torture etc.etc.etc.

SO, I thought I'd give it a go, giving other boothers the opportunity to mistakenly think that I genuinely care what their favourite anything is.

Here's the question of the day:
You're in an abandoned theme park, trapped in a dilapidated house of mirrors. The vast majority of the mirrors are cracked and broken glass litters the dust-swathed floor. Among the glass you spy a lead pipe on your right and a ceremonial military sword on your left, next to which lies a used condom. You wonder for a moment what a ceremonial sword, presumably of considerable value, is doing in a place like this, and also why anyone would choose to have sex in a room carpeted with broken glass, but then you remember that you are in mortal peril and have no time to ponder such things. Approaching you from the entrance to the house of shattered reflections is a leering, unwashed, heavy-breathing tramp out of his mind on LSD and wielding a brick in a fishing net, which he's swinging dangerously above his head. You don't know where he came from, where he got the brick and net from (he certainly doesn't look like a builder or fisherman), why he singled you out as his victim, why he wants to kill in the first place and why you thought it would be a good idea to enter an enclosed space miles away from any help.
In fear of imminent death, you go against all your atheistic principles and you pray, you pray to that very same god you spent countless hours trying to convince people didn't exist on message boards and Youtube videos and social networking sites and all the other frivolous amenities that ate up the hours. Tears well up and you wish with all your heart that you made better use of your time; time about to be cut short in the most undignified manner imaginable, at the grubby hands of a intoxicated tramp who will most likely sodomize your corpse once the killing blow is struck.
He stumbles closer and closer until you can feel the gusts of air from each swing of the brick; air rife with the noxious concoction of feces, urine, vomit and cheep wine. His eyes widen almost to the point of tearing his eyelids and he lets out a terrifying sub-human bark as he lunges forward; now is the crucial moment, it's do or die, kill or be killed, so answer me this: Wat is ur favourite colour?

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Today is the first day that i havent melted :)

Its been nice! :)

cant wait for @clamteeth to come home!! YEY!

I was talking about money today, i dnt get why it rules the world and why the world is all about it? its just one of those things you cant live with and you cant live without it.... guess its like love but worse!

What do you think?