why can't you just be proud of me?
i've been so so good i have and you're just always there criticising me.
i don't know how to stop disappointing you. i'm so sorry. sorry.
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- between the lines.
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- Mathilde.
- i'm very obnoxious and short and blonde. and i really like politics. and i'm very independant.
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