'Tie your hair up from your shoulders oh and I'm sick of telling you to take down that dress. I don't want to see your chubby legs'
Um thanks you fucking fucking fucking bitch.
That really doesn't make me want to cry or anything.
I definately don't have an urge to drain my fat legs of blood at all.
I hate you Mrs. Hunter. You can go die in fucking hell.
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