what a sense of things you've got there
he was in my shop.
no he wasn't.
i smelled him, i thought it was him, it must have been him, yes it was him.
nope, just some guy, wearing a plaid shirt and nice shoes.
ugh, it was fun. short, sweet, bitter fun.
so why am i still so wracked up about it. why is his smell getting under my skin, triggering memories of how much fucking fun i had.
whatever. Rick was a douchebag anyway. i always get involved with douchebags.
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you babes in plaid. you're all the same. goodlookin' douchebag heartbreakers. well except you ;)
Rick is a douchebag name, now you know better <3
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