I’m not bitchin’ or pissin’ or moanin’ or anything, ’cause, gosh, not THIS time, too?
But. ya’ know what? maybe I am.
‘Cause, baby, I’m tired.
I’d wanted to
And I really tried to
But I swore I’d never
And then I did.
Dude, I’ve been working seven days a week for months now. My eyeballs have started to vacillate and I’m making crappy decisions and I’m not sleeping and, ooh, poor little baby, whatever, stop your pussy-boy whining, right?
Right-e-o, neighbor. Check and double check that, babe.
But the effort’s changing shit.
Ya know?
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