I know enough. You're vapid, thoughtless, and never have to make a tougher decision than how to coordinate an outfit. The saddest part is that you're not even almost pretty enough to get away with it.
[there are no words, just the sound of paper being crumbled, an almost hysteric grunt, a loud thump as the journal presumably hits the wall that Kelly through it at, and then silence.]
Sooo i hope you don't mind a really late backtag.
Fuck you
not at all!
<3
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