jack-fucking-puddyfuck
Zilch, but it’s got a bad hair day and it’s yelling at you.
You told your friend you'd help them move. Then you showed up with a bag of chips and a headache.
You signed up for a gym membership. You’ve only been there once… and you left early.
You asked for a second chance. They said, 'We’ll talk about it… maybe next year.'
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