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I was gonna say,
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Do you know all the deep, personal things I told you?
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Forget them, or so help me God,
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I will catfish you again.
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That was you?!
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Oh, well, well. If it isn't the Alpha Bitches.
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Go away.
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High school me would've already destroyed you,
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dismantling your bitch pack
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and claiming your scattered, newly orphaned bitches as my own.
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Oh, no! Don't kill her, please. Please.
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But I'm a mom now,