Sometime circa eighth grade, during my foods class. This girl and I were not too chummy, and I was so, so bad at cooking. Junior high was bollocks.
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- maybe the work of a birdo
- all together now
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- pretty ok then not so ok
- prototype 54
- frustrated
- the calculations error
- they are a cracked machines
- c-ramped
- i see what you did there, hallmark
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- "you can't float away on vengeance"
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