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Im Laughing. Seriously. See you down there. Staring right at me. Asking for the answers. When you dont know the questions yourself. Your so pathetic. Its not my fault you went and became a snitch. I would say something else. But I dont need stitches, or my mommy's kisses. You can go tell your clique. To spread rumors about me. But thats not my problem. Ill say you got stitches because of me.
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Feb 17, 2016
Feb 17, 2016 at 3:35 PM UTC
Snitches Get Stitches.
Im Laughing. Seriously. See you down there. Staring right at me. Asking for the answers. When you dont know the questions yourself. Your so pathetic. Its not my fault you went and became a snitch. I would say something else. But I dont need stitches, or my mommy's kisses. You can go tell your clique. To spread rumors about me. But thats not my problem. Ill say you got stitches because of me.
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Feb 17, 2016
Feb 17, 2016 at 3:35 PM UTC
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