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Glimmer

I'm not in the mood right now, talk to me later

I don't have stomach flaps, and I can also technically still see my rib cage

grow as me side looking better than you, someone would pick to date me over whatever your mother would call you, people probably say your pronouns is "it, that"

you would change a painter from artistic to autistic

you would change anyone's optimism to autism

my teeth may be yellow but at least they're not Brown,

if you joined a boyband, they would change the name from one direction to one diabetic

don't even if I was a dead possum at least that's still pick up women, I bet you don't even know your ABCs, because the only number is that you can remember is KFC

I think that's why you look like the type of person to go on a date with a dead possum that's been decaying for over 13 years

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