Ching Chong Fails
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Disclaimer: I swear I'm not racist this is a bully who has been in my friends and my life for 7 years now we were friends for like 2 years and she has been torturing me since and has brought my friends along with me so I swear this is just me getting my feelings and rage out there.
Ps, this is probably gonna be written by me and my friends might help as well.
Ps2, I will not be using our real names it will be face.
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