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Now that doesn’t make any sense whatsoever. Or maybe I’m just being blonde again. Remember the time I got trapped behind a door that doesn’t even shut? Stuff like that does wonders to my self esteem. And words always escape me or they taunt me from the tip of my tongue like five year olds wagging their hips chanting “Naner-naner-naner-nanerbooboo!” Read more.
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