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Mar 3
Too bad, I keep falling for a **** boy who doesn't know know better
Too bad, he keeps on coming back to me
I get to roast him whenever I want
Because honey, I am the writer and you are just a content.
the breaktime monologue
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the breaktime monologue  25/F/Philippines
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