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a rollercoaster you knew was about to

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gonna say? Sorry? Please. N

if trying to physically shake off

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w blow.

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sat there, breathing heavily like she

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oke, her voice

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to escape the car before she changed her

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the emotional frost r

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it harder t

ouse, trying to reassemble herself into the

saw it. The crack in the arm

ust angry. S

s gonna end

the world would gossip about for

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