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hey the sun has never steered me wrong
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Notice how you only started saying that after your corneas burned out?
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why the fuck aren't pen pals a thing anymore? if i don't have to wait a week for a reply it doesn't feel like i've had a conversation. bullshit, man. send me back.
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Good god, it's like talking to Mr. Darcy and his 30000 pound estate in Victorian England, wantonly pining for Ms. Bingley and her meagre 1000 pound allowance. Step into the 20th century, Mr. Wickham, then give the 21st century a spin.