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I've got feathers in my hair I get down to be poetry I just collect your stories I can't play my sandy fairytale I'm a brookman baby I'm a brookman baby I
Wow Grall was looking at the pictures I was flabbergasted I was out the door flabbergasted because like he didn't I think I was gonna say you are you are so pretty like Bro stop it too pretty and your hair looks real soft inappropriate big her
The way you made me scream when you said that like oh my god oh OK OK OK but you're welcome like you deserve it anybody who calls you ugly girl punched him in the throat and then stomp on their head because they're lying to you