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not really a story-centered comment but I just want to do a life update so scroll now cause am gonna yap….
I’ve been looking all over the house for my spen. Like for HOURS on end I’ve basically cleaned this place but for the LIFE OF ME I JUST CANT FIND IT. I’m so frustrated that while I was hundreth checking under my bed got rid of the sheets and all I was crying. That was pathetic, truly. I feel hopeless. That spen is my lifeline haha now I feel like crying again. I feel like the spirits in our house hid it just to play with me. ISTG if I don’t find it I will have a priest bless our house again just so dem thieving ass spirits get their asses burned. GIVE ME BACK MY DAMN SPEN. It’s that serious like I couldn’t do anything once I learned my spen was gone I backtracked and looked for it.. so I was like sweating and everything.. it’s night but this country is always on fire. The frustration. The heat…
I can’t even explain the level of PISSED I AM RN LIKE I’m scared of ghost but ISTG IF ONE SHOWS UP IN FRONT OF ME RIGHT NOW I WILL SLAP THE MADERFREAKIN DEAD LIGHTS IN THEM.
Actually typing my thoughts made me a lot calmer… I was tryna distract myself earlier by reading this story cause I was actualy going insane. And BY THE WAY WHY IN THE WORLD is this COMPLETED? That wasn’t nearly enough tbh I feel like the author could’ve squeezed a lot more content with this one cause why did they introduce the possibility of an orgy and more but no show :( hahahahahaha staph am grieving my spen
Anyway, this coulda been longer that’s some no braincell story right there perfect for my spen grieving mind :’)