Monday, January 3, 2011


Trust diligently self righteous half baked, ill-constructed, forcefully presented, freely passed, crudely critiqued and imitated thoughts to put me off dinner.

The only individuality allowed in the existence of a house maid is that of a few idiosyncrasies in an overbearing servitude. Nothing more, nothing less.

Tolerating incitations and coarse tones is respect.

I'm full I think.

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