I'm not going to talk to you OR Claudine anymore, because you'll both be dead soon.
You both suck.
(Okay, I'm glad you're both still alive, however, I have like fifty-five gray hairs on my head for worrying about you both. Don't die. And you don't suck. But you're freakin' me out. STOP IT.)
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i'm sorry you are in such pain. if i was in seattle i'd watch mr. show with you and we'd laugh the pain away.
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I'm not going to talk to you OR Claudine anymore, because you'll both be dead soon.
You both suck.
(Okay, I'm glad you're both still alive, however, I have like fifty-five gray hairs on my head for worrying about you both. Don't die. And you don't suck. But you're freakin' me out. STOP IT.)
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but before i die...coffee? drinks? we have some serious girl-talking to do. call me.
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