The person can't even say my name in public.
The person can't even take me out to eat in town.
The person can't even have me leave comments on his page.
The person is the sketchiest bitch I've ever met.
The person wasted three whole fucking minutes of my life.
In other words, no thanks.
I'm already over it.
Maybe those were the three minutes that I killed
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