So there I was, in the shadows, looking at that particular guy with his nice-looking girlfriend for no reason. Guess you could call me a stalker or, fuck, I don't know, but hey you couldn't blame me for just throwing myself to her and saying "What's up, you hot motherfucker," because I know that you would do the same if you saw her. I would take her arm, bid goodbye and farewell to her boyfriend, and just take her home and, well, maybe crank up the music 'cause, hey, I got a fucking girlfriend! I mean, if you saw her, you would do the same. I was standing in the shadows, just observing everyone steaming in the sun 'cause it's goddamn fucking HOT outside.
But, the goddamn girlfriend didn't seem to mind. If you saw her just waltzing by in the sun, like a normal day, 'cause it's fucking ninety-so degrees outside, and she's just waltzing by, so if you saw her you would fall into the rabbit hole she dug, but you have to see her goddamn shape. She looked nice, like, who the fuck would waltz while being observed by the sun? Nobody. Nobody except her.
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