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I miss you. I miss you every day of my life and I wish I wasn't broke that way I could fly over to seatille to stalk you and hopefully get in bed with your mother and do bad things to her. I think-
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| *whistles jingle bells while lighting note on fire with a matchstick* | |
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| *whistles jingle bells while walking away* | |
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