Five Days to Go
In your eyes all I see is a waste of life Your sulking face depicting my strongest distaste Built Upon Hatred Day two of seven before we're auctioned off to the highest bidder I like to say, my eyes zoning in on the splintering floorboards beneath me. The window outside displays that it's mid-day and the two new guests that are here to help move us all to where those people are, are still here making themselves at home. And when I say that, I mean they aren't hesitating to use us as their personal slaves. Some of the girls are still crying about it and others haven't slept since they arrived, though it doesn't help when Alistair and Ron seem to be getting out their s****l frustration out on them. Even a few of the males have copped it by being some of Brendon and Marilyn's taste t
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