Akshaya... wants about eight gallons of ice cream, a giant bean bag, and three weeks to wallow alone.
Akshaya... is probably making too big a deal about this, but wouldn't know the difference, being a drama queen since birth.
Akshaya... believes it. And had it reinforced. Multiple times.
Akshaya... doesn't want to post this and is sick of writing keeping in mind who's reading.
Akshaya... is sick of writing and talking and sharing, period.
Akshaya... shouldn't have.
Akshaya... won't.
Also posting the only thing that made me feel somewhat less like an ignoble heel. Fankee, Tune. No prizes for guessing who my favouritest is. And they say Scorpios play games. Fuckers don't know the definition of game.
And that's all I have for you folks, now, and for the rest of the year. I'm sincerely sick of spilling guts. Wake me up when December comes.
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