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Reading a non-important popular magazine, some croissants from next door bakery I didn´t frequent, self-love has an interesting flare while I lose to my own G-calendar, the time to bathe I forgot to mention as I masturbated myself to work I didn´t really work.
A neighbor eye-gazed my last sip of coffee and threw a paper airplane right into my-true-blue-jeans-knees screaming to see daylight and it says:
Call your grandmother.
She needs you today.
Thank you.
Notified by Tinder I have matched a street cat, I have forgotten all about work, grandmama issues and also some loneliness itches from 7 min ago, brushing, whitening teeth before the milk-cows-fat had run out of dates to be added to another coffee break, a break from a break.