Life is repetitive. Most people have shitty jobs you have to go to and on the way to your shitty jobs you stop at the same shitty coffee shop for a shitty coffee where the same coffee shop chick gives you your coffee and smiles while asking how they are by name, because you go their too fucking often. Then you get to the job and do the same shitty tasks you’ve done for the last 3 shitty years you’ve been working at the fucking company that doesn’t even remember your name and if they do it’s because you’re the bitch at the office who does the photocopies for them, and management never wants to piss off the company bitch…Lunch is at the same 4 places that are around the office for the same meals you have each fucking week, sometimes you feel experimental and order the fish of the day, but that’s just because part of you is hoping it’s rancid and will kill you so that you don’t have to ever step foot in their ever again….Then you go back to the office to go through the same tasks you’ve done over and over and sometimes you stay late to finish them off and make yourself look good so that the next raise day your boss will really notice how important you are to the inner workings of the organization…then you head home exhausted to watch tv alone and eat a frozen dinner, or maybe you are married and have a girlfriend you go home to hang out with or fight with or bitch at about how shitty your day was, you watch the same shows, or maybe a movie you rented then pass out for it all to happen again tomorrow. Nothing to look forward to, except maybe a vacation you’ll never be able to afford because you have to plan a wedding with your chick or else she’s going to leave you and the thought of going through this hell life alone scares you more than ditching a trip….

Thank god the repetitive hell that is my life isn’t as bad as yours, being poor and unemployed gives me the luxury of wondering the street aimlessly, but I guess maintaining this site is repeptitive sometimes because these are pictures of Jessica Biel and her dogs, again and it feels like I see this shit ever fucking day and I talk about how those dogs have eaten her used tampons out of the garbage, her dirty panties out of the hamper, licked her used vibrator she forgot to put away, seen her shit, piss and throw up. These dogs have see her fuck and get fucked and get experimental while she fucks…they have seen her run around her house naked…..but for some reason I kinda like this kind of repetitiveness, if I could I’d totally get a boner now. How’s that make you feel pervert?

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