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THE DAY THE LETTER ARRIVED
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| DEAR DANNY, this just cant go on anymore, Im sorry. the love we had, was fake and boring...go on without me. Cause Im going on...without YOU. dont love, marissa | |
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| MAN I JUST DONT GET CHICKS, all they be is TROUBLE and PAIN | |
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| dude, get over it, Marissa was a trippin chicken head anyhow...... | |
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| hmm...But that silly ass bitch took my prized collection of dated mustard packets from all over the country..how will I ever get them back? | |
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| .......beg forgiveness...immediately | |
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