He said to me
"Stop what you're doing its disgusting.
Pretty girls girls don't curse and pretty girls don't smoke"
I looked at him in the eyes
Took a drag from my cigarette
Scooted closer to him and whispered
"I don't ******* care"
Nov 17, 2014
Nov 17, 2014 at 2:36 AM UTC
He said to me
"Stop what you're doing its disgusting.
Pretty girls girls don't curse and pretty girls don't smoke"
I looked at him in the eyes
Took a drag from my cigarette
Scooted closer to him and whispered
"I don't ******* care"
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