can there be so damning a thing as cliques?
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This, is...
Elizabeth Alexandra.
this will be what i want how i want it.
and don't think i'm a retarded little egotist.
i just want my weird-oh music.
when i use superglue it is dangerous.
this will be what i want how i want it.
and don't think i'm a retarded little egotist.
i just want my weird-oh music.
when i use superglue it is dangerous.
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