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I have this friend, she will tell you nothing but the truth (which is too truthful, most of the time) she is the type to know the code to the printer, and will print off 75 pages just because she can she is the type who can make up a story to get out of anything, and she will, too and scarily enough, I feel safe when I'm around her and I find myself wishing sometimes I was more like her and when she is not around, I'm wondering who she is tantalizing now it's probably some old ***** who is just as uninterested as she is, but he wears expensive glasses and a fancy necktie and this fills her void and yet, somewhere in my mind I know my friend will not get away with living her whole life this way someday it ends and then what
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Jan 17, 2014
Jan 17, 2014 at 5:28 PM UTC
And Then What?
I have this friend, she will tell you nothing but the truth (which is too truthful, most of the time) she is the type to know the code to the printer, and will print off 75 pages just because she can she is the type who can make up a story to get out of anything, and she will, too and scarily enough, I feel safe when I'm around her and I find myself wishing sometimes I was more like her and when she is not around, I'm wondering who she is tantalizing now it's probably some old ***** who is just as uninterested as she is, but he wears expensive glasses and a fancy necktie and this fills her void and yet, somewhere in my mind I know my friend will not get away with living her whole life this way someday it ends and then what
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Jan 17, 2014
Jan 17, 2014 at 5:28 PM UTC
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