I smiled my most brilliant and dashing smile. "I can't seem to quit you either. You are exactly my brand of heroin." I replied softly in the most sickingly sweet honey voice.
I slowly reached out and took hold of your shimmering, translucent hand. Your pale smooth skin was cool and glistened like the finest marble. "So I herd u liek cough syrup," I whispered, knowing your sensitive and inhumn ears would hear.
I closed my pale lavender lids over my eyes -- trying my hardest to just concentrate on the pleasant warmth surrounding my cold, sparkling, stone-hard hand. I let out a quiet sigh, a sigh so quiet that it may have escaped human ears. "How do you know me so well?" I asked in question with my smooth silk voice.
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I officially hate all you bitches.
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WHY DO YOU DO THIS TO ME?!
IF YOU KNEW WHAT WAS GOOD FOR YOU, YOU WOULD LEAVE!
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