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3:09 AM
[she couldn't work, barely could eat, couldn't get dressed, couldn't feed her cats. she'd resorted to knocking over the bag with her elbow and just shooing them out of the kitchen when she suspected they had had their fill. water was a situation that had required more cleverness and she'd bruised herself in the process. but what was worst was that she felt neglected. physically. there. you know where.
yes, that was what was worst for her. a voice post was plotted then, so she could at least vent]
Sometimes, during times like this, I want to treat this place like a personal ad place. Though less about dating and deep meaningful relationships and more about good hard fucks that leave you unable to walk with any dignity at all. [she laughs, briefly amused by her own self] Gods above, that's indecent, I know. Not that I am a decent person. And I can't describe the state I'm in. I'm so very out of it. And irritated. It's not good for me to be like this. It's not good at all. Oh, I can get a maid in here to clean up, to even look after my cats if things don't stop eventually but I am not sure what would happen if I touched someone else with...passionate intentions.
But returning to the so-called ad business, it would end up a bad, bad idea, wouldn't it? Someone assure me of that. True, I don't know enough of you to trust you and not all of you know me well enough to believe I wouldn't rip your spines out and bathe in your blood. So I linger- no, languish is this state, sweetlings. [another laugh, she knows she's being very dramatic] Waiting for this stupidity to pass while simultaneously dreaming of the most effective way to make Khaos regret every single one of her decisions. I even know what I'd start with: a stiletto. [small pause] Not the heel, pets.
Though I can only imagine what Loki would say if he could see all this. But I know exactly what I'd want to do to him when he spoke, that impudent bastard.
[a faint sound of irritation is then made and then in German:] For fuck's sake, the cats are back in the kitchen...
[the post ends]
yes, that was what was worst for her. a voice post was plotted then, so she could at least vent]
Sometimes, during times like this, I want to treat this place like a personal ad place. Though less about dating and deep meaningful relationships and more about good hard fucks that leave you unable to walk with any dignity at all. [she laughs, briefly amused by her own self] Gods above, that's indecent, I know. Not that I am a decent person. And I can't describe the state I'm in. I'm so very out of it. And irritated. It's not good for me to be like this. It's not good at all. Oh, I can get a maid in here to clean up, to even look after my cats if things don't stop eventually but I am not sure what would happen if I touched someone else with...passionate intentions.
But returning to the so-called ad business, it would end up a bad, bad idea, wouldn't it? Someone assure me of that. True, I don't know enough of you to trust you and not all of you know me well enough to believe I wouldn't rip your spines out and bathe in your blood. So I linger- no, languish is this state, sweetlings. [another laugh, she knows she's being very dramatic] Waiting for this stupidity to pass while simultaneously dreaming of the most effective way to make Khaos regret every single one of her decisions. I even know what I'd start with: a stiletto. [small pause] Not the heel, pets.
Though I can only imagine what Loki would say if he could see all this. But I know exactly what I'd want to do to him when he spoke, that impudent bastard.
[a faint sound of irritation is then made and then in German:] For fuck's sake, the cats are back in the kitchen...
[the post ends]