"Death is permanent dumbass!" I snarl, throwing my hands up in exasperation. He frowns. "We don't swear here."
I scoff. "You're pissing me off. Go bug someone else. I told you I'm fine."
"That's what you said last time and then you fainted." He protests. "Let me help you."
"Hell no."
647 days
6:47 am
Six Forty Seven by Instupendo
6 years old
4 years apart
7 months
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Don't pretend you didn't think that was cool.
🧷 📎
📀 📀
🖱️
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Me? Bored? 🤭
Never.
Baaaasically what I look like. Your welcome for gracing you with my presence.
Farewell. Sincerely, Carmen.
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