crazy poptart boys screetching like jaguars while we're walking through a dark foresty trail is not pleasant.
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I must be me, I'm in my head
Black birds are circling my bed
I must be me, I must be me
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ahahaha that wavey thing you did was the creepiest thing. so innocent yet horrifying.
did ellen ever find her.."surprise"?
HAHAH :D
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