Settling. Fucking settling. I want to smash the papers back in your face. Make your own numbers, assign your own tasks and do them while you're at it. Dragon. Witch. Derelict beast of a woman.
Put four plates in front of me, piled high with your inane bullshit. Bullshit! I can't use any of them, but I have to use them all. You're rating me... raping me with your numbers. In the ass. Ass!
The tomatoes are gone. The beeping is constant... I can't get the tomatoes, I won't. The words are here now, they're here, and I can't deny them. You're interrupting me, and I can't stay here.
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