Twats & Concert Tickets
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Dernière publication mar., déc. 9, 2014
• Boys are twats. All boys are disgusting, horrible, vile, nose-picking twats. And I hate them. I never want to be in a relationship, and no matter how hard Flo tries, she will never get me into a relationship. •
Ashley Cobain, the red headed beauty from 12th grade, and Flo Epit know that boys aren't perfect. Flo puts up with it, dates guys, falls for them. The usually girly stuff. Ashley on the other side of the scales, is black hearted and will not, I repeat, NOT, let anyone near her blackened heart.
Could a concert ticket be the way to Ashley's heart?? Or is Andy Biersack setting standards way to high for the average guy?
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