My eyes narrow as I don't even have to think about the bitch, "Adrianna and ummmm Gary. Fucktoy hasn't thought about either in a long time." That stuck-up cheerleader from high school who decided to fuck my boyfriend the day before we broke up. Gary was a boy I always had a crush on in school, but I have no clue where either are, and neither are in my phone. Grateful the winos are finally gone, yet wishing your friend was too. I don't want to know what the cloth in your hand is for, I just have a feeling it's bad news.
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