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| Hmm, what to write, what to write... | |
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| Duuude, like why not write her a poem, or tell her she's beautiful or something? | |
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| Naaah. You don't understand my girlfriend all that well. You gotta use reverse psychology on her. | |
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| OK, so what are you gonna write, duuuude? | |
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| "And you're a dirty rotten scumbag whore..." Oh, he is so sweet!!! | |
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