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Post by Raven on Nov 3, 2019 21:39:35 GMT -6
I assumed that somehow her steak knife magically jumped off her plate, flew through the air, and accidentally almost landed in my hand.
I think that she willed it to happen. She looked disappointed after it missed. Then she stopped eating and began stomping about and slamming drawers and doors.
I have no idea why she always wanted to hurt me. Maybe she was angry that I wasn't as shitty as her.
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Post by Raven on Nov 3, 2019 21:48:49 GMT -6
I doubt that she remembers the second time.
She got David Hasslehoff drunk every time she came over.
Competly retarded. Oh, She's part native american. And you know that they don't handle booze very well.
Worse, She's part french. Well, that is a genetic nighmare. Only scott blood could make her more horrific.
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Post by Raven on Nov 3, 2019 21:54:09 GMT -6
I put up with all that because she was a serious hottie. And she was kinda smart for a girl.
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Post by Raven on Nov 3, 2019 21:55:30 GMT -6
I pray for her every Sunday.
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Post by Raven on Nov 3, 2019 22:23:38 GMT -6
She constantly talked about wanting to throat punch me and head butt me.
I wasn't very charmed by her threats.
She took it to the next level. And that didn't end in angry passion sex like in the movies It ended with her being banned for life.
How could she do that if she cared about me? Well, it's obvious. She didn't care about me. After all I put up with. She was using me.
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