Dear, jessi:
Remember that story you told yourself about how you’d always be fat, ugly, and alone? Guess what? The publishers rejected it so get into the left lane and take your fucking foot off the brakes—you are running a half-marathon, bitch!
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burningburner said:
Hahaha, YESSS!!!
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