poor francis, had no idea what hit him (well, he did, my foot) when i walked up to him day before last, kicked him (not hard! i heart frank!) and said 'i dont love you any more!' and walked away. over and over again. so i did it once i metals and he was like 'we went over this yesterday, its really okay.' and when i walked in before eighth
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