I'm Kez. I'm British, have tendencies to be sarcastic, cynical and also to make disturbing innuendoes and bizarre references.

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20th August 2012

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Father still hadn’t sent the money through by the end of my break.

I have another three hours until I can have a cigarette or any food or a drink that isn’t water.

I know this is my own fault but I’m rather intensely pissed off by this.

Tagged: I can't dealthree more hours of training

  1. punch-and-pie said: You poor dear. At least you have a damn job D:
  2. dimlylitclown posted this