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Oh, but you're the one who calls me beautiful and all that sappy shit I've never wanted to hear. I'm not worried about exams, though you should, because I have a higher average than you in *every* subject. The stage kiss was forced, and you were too green to do it even in the rehearsals. You missed? What the fuck is that? Oh and how 'bout that handshake? You're too shy to kiss me at a public place, so you try to shake my hand? Who'd want to touch that, no one knows where it's been. You type slow enough as it is, I'd rather not be here all night.
*how do you know: how would you know if I'm a bad girl friend, you've hardly had any, let alone enough, or the quality to compare.
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-Furball of Thrills
muah hah hah hah hah!
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