Everything is going so well, something has to come and fuck it up. Who or what it's going to be, I don't know. But the suspense is killing me. In fact, if it doesn't come soon, I think I might go insane. So here is my request: someone fuck it up on purpose. Give me some bad news, hurt my feelings, push me down a flight of stairs, whatever. Just end
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casey! i forgot just how nice hookah smells! it smells wonderful.
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and take your best friend pumpkin picking. i can bring my three violins!
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