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*[[Brohain]]: You make me trust you so easily, and I don't trust myself around you... But....[[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yJ_1y3iNvwc]] | *[[Brohain]]: You make me trust you so easily, and I don't trust myself around you... But....[[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yJ_1y3iNvwc]] | ||
− | + | *[[Viator]]: Why was it always calling me rolly polly! Silly kitty! | |
Revision as of 21:51, 17 July 2019
- Conrad: A fucking friend, one that has yet to fucking break his word. Thank you for what you have said and done for me! It means more than I can ever fucking express. [1]
- Apple: Best fucking employee ever! Through it all i'm fucking glad that I have you! Your going to make an Awesome mother!
- Deirdre: One of the best Fucking BFF. But where the fuck have you gone?
- Wichal: I wish your line of job wasn't as mysterious.
- Viator: Why was it always calling me rolly polly! Silly kitty!
- Billy: My dear fucking bear, where the fuck did you go? Have your feet got you fucking wondering once again?
- Wyck: Not to fucking sure what to make of you, but thanks for Meara's blanket.
- Karissa: She's trying to be my fucking friend, but she's one of them. I guess fucking time will tell if she is just like them.
- Andraj: There is something fucking spooky about you but so fucking intriguing too, see you fucking tomorrow.
- Laike: Your definitely a fucking trip, still trying to fucking figure you out.
- Nathaniel: Yes I know I'm jumpy! But take it back!
- Chullain: You big! but cool eye effect.
- Norm: Remember I get to pet the belly anytime!
- Doyle: I might have some work for you, if I can't ever catch you.
- Chambers: I need to carry a rolled up fucking paper around you!
- Sirus: You couldn't fucking let me breath, did you think that by fucking trying to guilt me into what you wanted, I fucking would cave?
- Tiffani: I thought you were my fucking friend. How could you fucking shove him down my throat, threaten me and expect me not to fucking back the hell away?
- Guerrier: Why can't I get you out of my mind? What did you do?
- Clara: Haven't you fucking done enough? Why don't you just fucking stay in your corner?