Dear Diary ...
That woman mouth is like a broken faucet in a mountain village ..
Not a single drop comes out when its needed ..
Buts it's a like  a faulty faucet , that only works in the silence of  a night .
All the words are she  wasn't able to say at that moment ...
comes pouring after that moment passes .
next time , I'll make sure to respond like this ..
this is how I'm going to retort to the comments..
this , she always vows to her self .
That woman , always speaks the most impressive lineswhen she's alone in her room ..
*FBND...
 Walkie Talkie ! :)
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