• sniping butterflies better than any hitman could. you aren't allowed to look at me because you started it. though it's probably because of the way my eyes look weird in the light. i understand but dont let it happen again, okay? we have a dance coming up! you have dress up old-fashioned! I think i'll go for something audrey hepburn-esque. i wanna be classy. pot is disgusting. i cant stand the smell of it. call me a prude, but youre the one with the fewer brain cells, homie. i'm beyond tired today, so i'm gonna call up the night. give it a ring, you know. then get divorced early tomorrow morning.

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