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Miley Cyrus: Maggie are you still sad?
Miley Cyrus: you haven't texted me much since than the incident three days ago
Miley Cyrus: you know you have to go to school tomorrow
Miley Cyrus: okok come on cheer up buttercup
Miley Cyrus: I CAME IN LIKE A WRECKING BALL
Miley Cyrus: should I twerk??¿¿
Miley Cyrus: I'm good at it
Miley Cyrus: I think I am
After a minute, my phone lights up again.
Miley Cyrus: what's twerking
This kid is so weird.
Miley Cyrus: so have you said anything to whorelex?
Miley Cyrus: you should print out 100 copies of that conversation and paste them all over the walls at school
Miley Cyrus: or tape them all over his car
Me: omFG WE SHOULD DO THAT
Me: heh.
Miley Cyrus: YOU LIVE MAGS
Miley Cyrus: you've literally just been reading me ramble HUH?
Miley Cyrus: invade the discussion with your intelligence, Maggie.
Me: I'm too sad. :/
Miley Cyrus: why? :(
Me: idk this whole thing
Me: people in Harry's clique always mess with me
Twerking Queen: don't blame Harry for his idiot friends.
Me: I know. It's just annoying though
Twerking Queen: hey open your front door
Me: are you telling me to go outside srsly
Me: or leave me bed srsly
Twerking Queen: it's not for long. I promise.
Me: I'm comfy tho
Twerking Queen: as your twerking queen, I say OFF TO YOUR FRONT DOOR PEASANT
Me: **le mean girls impression* shut up
Twerking Queen: that wasnt funny
Twerking Queen: you have a lot to learn from me ok
Me: ahahahahahahahahahahaha no
I make my down the stairs and open the front door. All I see is a box on the doorstep with my name on it. I pick the box up and make my way back up stairs.
Me: WTF is in the box
will.i.am: look
I grab some scissors off the desk and cut the tape off the top of the box.
Me: I don't even understand
will.i.am: movies to make you feel better
will.i.am: a playlist that understands you
