Is this a smocked fucker I see before me? I'm only just popped and already had my arse kicked for nothing but form. I was already breathing only weeks beyond my seminal self so i can't make sense of all the colours and shapes of disguised faces and no defense against people who don't want the blame if it all goes wrong and they really do drop me on my head. That posing bastard holds me up 'look, one hand!' my legs are bound my arse is a target for a wasted slap and my very first scream is my very first sound.
Reason for writing:
Second in the 'Life in a day' series. (see previous)
Birth sign: Aquarius
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