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Mr bossy

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I've not been able to work or even think properly as it all goes down to my bed. crying myself to sleep has become the deal of each day,  and I wouldn't know why it happens. Am just too broken, cashless, depressed, and not able to feed well. 

talking about food my stomach growled as I held it tightly, with my heart racing so hard 

What's taking wendy so long to be here, am so famish

I walked to the kitchen and began to eye-clean the untidiness of the areas, a bunch of dirty plates in the sink, broken glasses laying over the flour and spilled mixed species 

“Where should I start from? ..gosh” kicking the bowl that obstructed my view

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