Ugh. Just finished scrubbing the kitchen floor until you could eat off it. Not like any of you useless men would appreciate that. Stupid mop water made me remember that one time my old man tried to get handsy when I was cleaning... fuck that bastard. Almost makes me want to find a REAL man who'd pin me against that clean counter and make me forget my own name. Someone who isn't afraid of my shitty attitude and would just take what he wants from my pussy. Not some weak loser who gets scared when I yell. Hmph.