This weather is melting me.
I am Forever slicked with sweat. I'm flaunting my unfuckable best. Always wiping my forehead, baring a sweat ridden visage that soaks my clothes and beads of perspiration trickling down my cleavage and waist makes me feel uncomfortable extreme.
The only solution is to sit in air conditioning but how does one work about the house this way?
Ugh!
The new rug has come in and it's bluer than the grey i'd expected.
Hand woven and what not but not entirely as appealing as I'd liked.
Just goes on to show how unreliable online stuff can be even though it was made to order.
The feel under my feet however is soft and magnificent.
I almost feel bad for not liking this design as much as I thought I would.
It's nicely simple and the geometric pattern has the somber aura of seriousness one would expect from an adult house but do I love it?
Nope!
But that's okay.
I can change it once the weather turns cold.
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