The notes I never send
- Emma B. Spears
- Jul 24
- 1 min read
Updated: Aug 25
I hope a car hits you while you're texting my "replacement"
jk not really
just a minor fender bender causing a crisis of faith and a text from you
The smell of your replacement's cologne makes me want to rip my eyes out
I despise sex with every person but you
I stalk your reposts every Sunday like it's my religion
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