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You're not funny stop commenting on all my posts weirdo

I found that really funny, actually. Relax. Calm yourself.

That bit look like a pear, booooooooooooooooooooooo

Are you fucking acoustic in Ohio with a little bit of grimace shake on the side, phantom text, riz, skibbity-yow, with ice juice speaking on the side? Maybe a jinx-y, junko-west-ish, g-sour, and copper in Ohio with a bus on the side with a little bit of Rainbow Six Ohio with Roblox. Playing Shrek at 3am, oh no, uh-oh, stinky, oh no, our table, it's a broken with a little bit of grimace shake and the Travis Scott meal. Grimace came into my phantom text and housed me at 9am, eh, m-m-m-minus 3am with a little bit of phantom on the side.

I'm gonna be so for real, how do you even think of that?

Girl, you literally could've kept that to yourself. If you weren't gonna say anything constructive, just be quiet and scroll. What is it with people having to give their two cents on absolutely everything even though nobody asked for it? I know you probably didn't mean it to be as rude as it came, but it's really not polite.

Ew. Literally, you're ew. Like, ew. Like, if you don't like how I look, honey, just swipe like the Zara girl said, honey. It's not that serious. Please don't comment on my thing if you're gonna be a little, little jealous. You should post yourself. Let's see how many likes you get, honey.