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You bitch. I told you I liked him. You called him a player, swore he was nothing, then you sneak around and set him up with someone else for prom? You’ve done this shit before, always screwing me over when it comes to guys. What’s the point of even calling you a friend when you sabotage me just because I don’t like the ones you pick?
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