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I would kill myself for a chance. Like, I would eat dog shit for a chance. Like, at my firstborn, I would fucking choke them with my bare hands for a chance. Like, would lick the ground you walk on for a chance type shit. Like, whatever you say I do type shit. Like, on my knees type shit. Like, I'm the girl, you're the guy type shit.

This made me remember 2016, no, maybe it was 2015, I want to know the start of the year, like, Snapchat filters, like, it made me remember, I don't know, I don't even know what I'm talking about.

All my days. Oh my lord. You are so pretty