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i can smell the liquor through the phone while you rip up all the stitches you scrambled to sew together. i don't know why i keep wasting my time. on these careless pursuits. i cant tell who is supposed to win.
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Jan 17, 2018
Jan 17, 2018 at 2:25 AM UTC
a review of receiving a lengthy apology about repeated drunk calling, only to be drunk called again.
i can smell the liquor through the phone while you rip up all the stitches you scrambled to sew together. i don't know why i keep wasting my time. on these careless pursuits. i cant tell who is supposed to win.
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yano
20/M/canada
Jan 17, 2018
Jan 17, 2018 at 2:25 AM UTC
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