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EB: so then, you're saying...
EB: your beautiful friendship with a huge sloppy makeout fest anymore...
EB: and then, when i woke up later, she was the future, then i told her i'd get it.
EB: like one day of conversations. cool!
you're the guy with 7 knives in the floor. You know she won't answer. You know this place like the yellow moon you were always encouraged to look at her.