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She’ll pick me a psychopath. Or a Scientologist!”
Nostalgia, is not what I’d call this fragrance. More like, Eau du Sweatsock?”
her signature brunch waffle cones, filled with a hash of bacon and potatoes, topped with a fried egg and drizzled with maple syrup.
That sounds INCREDIBLE
“Fashion is supposed to be for everyone, but you just bitch about how all your clients aren’t thin enough or pretty enough. Maybe it’s time you got down off your high horse and stopped being such a bitch!”
“I know what she did,” Julie replies. “She helped you buy some clothes and furniture.” “Heartless bitch.”
