I Don’t Like Her

I’m paranoic, I don’t want her close to your things. Tell her to go away, tell her to die or simply find a boyfriend – or a girlfriend – that put her on her place. I don’t like her, so you must don’t like her too and she must see she’s not welcome, and then she must go away.

Yes, I’m growling. Ha.


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