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and yeah sorry im not well-read like a lot of my friends. Its embarrassing because i was smart as a kid but then some things happened. Dont worry about me though cause i got a plan

yesterday on lunch break i tried to do some reading get educated you know, & find out what is dialectical materialism because ive heard the term a lot and now my bestie has joined the rcp it stands for something communist party but every time i would try to read on my phone my coworker would start talking loud to my other coworker about the decline of civilization and tgis generation kids these days are so soft dumb uselsss fat losers and I could not concentrate cause i was feeling like dude shuttttt uppp yoooooou are gay. I’ll circle back to it some other time cause i still don’t think i fully understand it still but today that coworker was gone sick and my day was really good and I wasn’t stressed out from having to work with psycho leering in my direction and throwing tantrums + objects all day and cause it was just us my foreman showed me a war hammer he painted and it was really impressive like he is really skilled at painting on such a small scale i had never seen his work before. He was all bashful too like ‘oh, i just watch youtube tutorials’ Talked a lot about the paints and the techniques and shit it was nice we also talked about other stuff i can’t usually talk about without my dog shit coworker reacting like a cartoon rapist would react to hearing another cartoon character say ‘i hate when there’s rape and bad stuff to women’ . I would stay at this job forever if just 1 guy could please be sick every day. Anyways yup that’s my work blog for the day now its the weekend so none of it matters *throws papers and they scatter in the wind*

its perfect weather to play dolls im gonna check the mail and then go home and play dolls and then pick up my girlfriend from work and play dolls with her clothes she got in the mail

sitting on a rock yup sweaty pussy out yup ok i beginning to think its summer on wensday

1 thing ima do my thing

second day of eating lunch by myself across from the dumpsters since the incident flies are buzzing around my head and I’m whipping my hair around like a horses tail to swat them away. This is actually awesome and i like to feel like a decrepit old nag kept in a separate paddock cause she kicks and bites everybody . i needed this