“After twenty-five minutes, the only way I could know what you mean more is if you wrote “My boyfriend doesn’t open up to me” on a big wooden mallet and repeatedly smashed me over the head with it. “
Åh der er nu intet som en go' tilsvining mandag morgen.
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