*Rated M for mature content*

She's nosey, or she's paranoid, or she's untrusting, or she's just a fucking bitch trying to rub my face in it. Whatever it is, the vacuous silicone bitch needs to back the fuck off. I've had enough of it. Why the fuck does she need to check up on MY life at least three times a week? WHAT THE FUCK?!?! Didn't she take enough of it already?

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Anonymous said…
I don't know who you're talking about, but it sounds like the kind of person spam filters and ignore buttons were invented for.

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