BRT.....drone......tapas reservation sheets.....yawn.......quiz mistress.........load of cobblers.....We demand pictures.........foams at mouth......Mr Amaral....fawns, worships...... No tapas dinners.........here we fucking go again.......Kate's book..........oh shut the fuck up you sad old bitch..........more shit about tables and photos............long diatribe about Martin Brunt.......Oh for fucks sake, I am losing the will to live..........bollocks.....photo manipulation......CNN..... they are all in it...... Thorazine, I need thorazine..... Make the voices in my head stop..........*passes out*
Tune in next week for the next thrilling installment of Textusa - diary of a madwoman.
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