Slowly adjusting her Target stretch pants, Melissa looked at her laptop and began to type. It was 4 in the morning and the 3 bags of chips to her side were an indicator of how bored and alone she was. Her eyes glistened with tears as she wrote her bio.
"Hi! I'm Melissa." She mouthed along as she typed,
"And I enjoy long walks to the fridge. x" She whispered into the silent darkness of her room, heart clenching as she realized what her life had become.
this is what happens when tre and i cunt get da cap off:
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