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"You can't make me leave. You can't. I hate you so much. You're the fucking bane of my fucking existence. I'm staying and there's nothing you can do. Comment as-tu pu faire? Tes yeux, j'en rêve jour et nuit.


(lmao i didn't like the chapter i had before so here's one that kinda like the song, which is queen of the gas station by lizzy grant.

putting my mediocre french skills to use! ce qu'une étudiante ! the translation is "how could you do this? i dream of your eyes day and night." i'd imagine a proper holding back of a sob in between those sentences, lol. xxxx coll)


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