cityrail should think about investing in signage discouraging horny behaviour upon frigid girls, particularly on a crowded service. it's sickening, nauseating even, and that's not just because i'm a bitter party of one.
when you're in year 1 and you're told to write a narrative, you have to cover all your 5 W's: who, what, when, where, why. but they always seem to leave out how, mainly because it doesn't start with W, but more recently it's occurred to me that it's the one we have to figure out on our own, regardless of the situation.
somebody keeps misspelling my name on the sportsgirl roster, apparently it's "vivvien" and it's starting to look somewhat appealing and exotic.
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