Christmas Day, And Chris Christian is trying on his new outfit
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| You're going downtown, cowboy. You have $2000 in outstanding parking tickets. Whew, the boys are going to love you in that outfit. | |
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| Oh fuck he's right, why did I have to try on my present so soon? fuck. | |
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| and you stood at the door with your hands on my waist, AND YOU KISSED ME LIKE YOU MEANT IT, AND IIIII KNEWWWW THAT YOU MEANT IT | |
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| Is that dashboard confessional? | |
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| I love cowboys. I'm going to fuck you silly and write a song about it later on my acoustic guitar. emo style. | |
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