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"𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒇 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈,
𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒐-"

☆彡彡 🐈🐈‍⬛🐏 ミミ☆

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elipantstar Goodbye YouTube, hello Spotify? Joking.

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jschlatt The coping mechanism isn't coping, is it?
       elipantstar This why you can't play the guitar fr.
slmccl We. Are. Going. You have no choice.
       tednivison we are going, you have no choice
       ludwigahgren We're going, you have no choice.

       jackmanifoldtv We are going, have no choice.

☆彡彡 🐈🐈‍⬛🐏 ミミ☆

I physically gasp and let my mouth hang low, staring at my phone as it continues to ring with each notification of the same line over and over again. Instagram... Commented... You have no choice... "What the-" I narrow my eyes in pure confusion on how well all of them are in on it, or is just simply going with the flow. "At least they're not screaming in your comments section, for once." Emma chuckled behind me, finishing up my hair while I squint my eyes in annoyance as the comments continues to flood in. Mind you, I have my comments purely restricted with just mutual friends but Jesus has to help me for the past 3 days since I've posted this.

"Jeez, just silence ya phone before we both break it." I sigh, looking at at the mirror with Emma looking as annoyed as me while I silence my phone. "Quick change of mind, huh? Glad they ain't like this with you." I giggle setting down the phone on the vanity along side the different hair and makeup products. "I don't let them, I immediately just bite. Keeps them at their toes." She jokes back shrugging her shoulder as she looks back at me by the mirror, smiling. I turn my head a bit, checking out the make-up look I haven't seen on myself for so long. "Thank you for transforming me back to my roots."

"Just letting ya know, is not my fault if your professors think this is a cry for help."

I laugh loudly, hovering my hand near my mouth making sure not to smudge the lipstick. "Cry for help, yes but not in a bad way." I looked at myself in the mirror with random strands of hair in foil, burning with bleach. After a few minutes of silence, Emma comes back in the room handing me a can of coffee while she sips a coke. "What next? We missed this, ya know?" I smiled up her, meeting her sad smile. "I know... I'm planing to just chill before taking my licensure. Then maybe work while doing YouTube, I did promise you guys. This is for years of supporting me." Emma nods and smiles down at her coke.

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