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Yellow paper on his body, it's a fucking homicide. His face is on his t-shirt and his family's traumatized. I didn't mean to shoot him, he just called me by surprise. I reloaded my pistol cocket back and shot him twice. His body got down to the floor and I don't know the rest.
Girl, you're like a negative. Girl, why you look like the dolly tree of a brand, we can hardly coin like, Girl, go get a job. You just sitting here on this app with your broguees, like, get off please. Why did you just add a close-up photo? Why this photo? Like.
Probably that one girl that gets bullied in school. By the way, girl, I will put your fucking bandos out. Because those two colors and you're here is not it. Girl is trying to copy her with one. Her iconic look. And it's not even giving, like, good fuck.
It's fucking giving me an email for fucking Wednesday from the fucking Neffle Show Beach. It's giving me an email. It's giving me no cap. No light. What the hell? What the hell?