My Personal Assistant (Discontinued)

My Personal Assistant (Discontinued)

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Okay so I wrote this story when I was in middle school so beware of cringe. _____________________________________ My life's pretty basic. I wake up, go to work, deal with clients, hit on my co-workers, sleep with them, and go home. My life's perfect. I'm rich, handsome, and there's know one in the world that is better than me. Does that make me sound cocky? Good. I don't do serious relationships, but I'm engaged. I'm only marrying her for money and she's only marrying me for publicity, so it works out great. I don't look at girls anything more than just a piece of meat, and I'll like to keep it that way. But destiny has a funny way of working. ________________ My life isn't that basic. I struggle to pay bills, can't afford my house, and don't have a job. My life's anything but perfect. I'm not the pretties girl out there, I live on the streets of New York, and I suck at every job in the world. Just last week I got fired from the mattress store because I only slept on them, well I'm sorry I don't have a house. But things can change for the best, or the worst. Destiny can be a real pain in my ass.
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