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Her Birthday This Year

"her birthday this year" she turns 36 in a few days but today she cooks for the people on her side of the tracks. “you’re not my boss!” she said today. “you keep being this way and we’ll always fight!” I said. “well then I guess we’ll always be fighting then.” her last birthday we fought and she plugged her ears and raised her eyebrows, popping off at the mouth some child repetitive sentence. today she cooks and destroys the very little progress we made. her anger is a need to remind herself that she needs constant assurance of herself by telling me that I am not her boss. today isn’t her birthday but she’s accomplished another year inside the same fight against the demon that introduced himself to her when she was a kid. whores can be stupid 99% of the time, they search for love but blind themselves when they find it. I’ve been many a boss at many an establishment and never loved an employee, her logic and insecurity are not of me and she knows it. it’s unneeded but I understand why she feels she needs to protect the only value she found on the street, under all those men smeared in fecal matter. she called me the devil but in a few days, I’ll be the boss with my cock in her mouth and my devilish grin shinning bright. By: Chicano Eddie 9.12.18

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Date: 11/9/2020 9:59:00 PM
Now thats a real boss
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