Monday, May 19, 2008
L
She lost.
She lost in the sense she can't ever walk in public.
She can't ever be someone's mother.
As far as your phone, break it. No one in it wants to know you or talk to you and if by some miracle of God someone does want to talk, they're going to clown you until you fall on the ground clutching yourself in a fetal position and die.
This is an L for the record books.
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