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I hope it wasn’t weird that time I was driving you home and I told you how much I value you as a friend so I bought you a gift certificate for Fridays and I started crying because you told me you never ate there before.

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Published: Jul 8, 2014
LinesWords: 346

Notes: bobby
Tags: #get #fucked

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