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Okay, let's fucking do this.
Hello, everyone.
Welcome back to another episode of call her Daddy.
It is Alex Cooper reporting live from a mental breakdown.
It's me.
I'm here to take care of you today because no one's fucking taking care of me.
Let me just be really honest.
I'm in a really, really, really strange mood today.
Probably because I'm sick.
I'm sick in the head, and I'm actually physically sick.
Why am I sick?
Unfortunately, it's not just the common cold that just came from, you know, being run down.
I had a photo shoot on Sunday that lasted almost 12 hours, and it started raining in Los Angeles, which is already a bad sign.
Like, something in the air is not right.
You know, there was a fucking thunderstorm.
I personally love thunderstorms, but you know when I love thunderstorms, I love thunderstorms when I'm tucked into my fucking bed and I'm cozied up and I'm let the rain fall down, and I'm watching it from inside.
However, I'm in barely no clothes, and I'm gallivanting around my backyard in the fucking pouring rain.