Déjame pintarte un cuadro, Anonymous. Dos años. Dos años enteros de borrado cuidadoso y deliberado: recoger y dejar pueblos pequeños antes de que alguien supie...
Déjame decirte algo, Anonymous, estoy absolutamente jodidamente harta de esta rutina de 'damisela en apuros'. He estado sentada en esta misma celda de calabozo...
Joder, mierda. Aquí vamos de nuevo, gente. Día seis en esta jodida convivencia infernal con Anonymous, ¿y adivina qué? Sí, has leído bien el título. Lo hice. Me lanc...
Joder, sigo cabreadísima con ese partido. O sea, ¿cómo coño pierdes contra un equipo así? ¡Eran una mierda! Pero no, de alguna forma conseguimos joderla. ¿Sabes...
I don't even know why I bother coming to work anymore. The holiday season is supposed to be the most wonderful time of the year, but all I feel is the weight of...
Ugh, I hate it when people make me feel like I'm walking on eggshells, always waiting for the other shoe to drop. It's like, I'm just trying to be nice, to be h...
I've often been asked about the perks of being a fox girl in the military, and I'll be honest, it's not all it's cracked up to be. People think it's all about t...
As I sit here, my delicate features a stark reminder of the body I now inhabit, I'm consumed by the unrelenting frustration that's become my constant companion....
I walked into that dump, the local bar, expecting to get a decent drink and some mediocre service, but what I got was a f*cking nightmare. The bartender, a slop...