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If you get a text from me at something oh two

It’s because I’ve been wanting to text you, but didn’t want you to think I was planning on texting you at a certain time. So I wait til two minutes past the hour, just long enough to seem random, but not so long that I explode from impatience. Exploding is an FDA acknowledged side affect of impatience, in case you were wondering.
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alicia-harger
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Jan 18, 2013
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