Moskau's blog

It's just you and me living here, is it that hard to strike a conversation?

It's perfectly fine for you to pray for yourself, grandparents, and the fucking turkey bacon before me. In fact, the only thing you even said to me this morning was to ask me to get the cat off the damn chair. Then you wonder why I feel a little down, you automatically assume it's because you told me to clean up some things. I don't care about cleaning up! I know it's my job, it doesn't make me mad!

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