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Something Happened
1 ReviewsI want my shirt back. Bleach the stains. Seriously, rust spots are so not my color.
Something happened between us.
I don't really know when it started. I guess maybe it was when I saw you drain the blood out of the Paris Hilton wannabe.
I was cool with that. Didn't like her anyway. Sure, I was shocked that you were 600 some-odd years older than I was. But I adapted, because I thought I loved you. Then you go and flirt with my best friend.
Draining the blood of mortals is fine, but flirting with my best friend? See you later, loser.
I don't really know when it started. I guess maybe it was when I saw you drain the blood out of the Paris Hilton wannabe.
I was cool with that. Didn't like her anyway. Sure, I was shocked that you were 600 some-odd years older than I was. But I adapted, because I thought I loved you. Then you go and flirt with my best friend.
Draining the blood of mortals is fine, but flirting with my best friend? See you later, loser.
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