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read_me_claire
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nah....!
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claire, sign online. we'll talk.
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ClairE
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But then I have to use icky AIM Express. OK, you bring the whipped cream, I'll bring the electric cattle prods.
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011127
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ClairE
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OMG, this computer doesn't have enough fucking memory to run the Javashitaljdkashdfasjd. OK, I'll move to another computer. peace_out.
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011127
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ClairE
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OK I am on. Ha.
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011127
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nah....!
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dude! get back online!
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011127
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ClairE
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dude, when am I gone?
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011130
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nah....!
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dude, what was from the other night when you had gotten kicked off of bloody aim express. ha!
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011130
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nah....!
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oops, FUCK. i meant *THAT* was from the other night. not *what.* FUCK TYPOS
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011130
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nah....!
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oops, FUCK. i meant *THAT* was from the other night. not 'what'! BLOODY TYPOS
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011130
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nah....!
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oh, *that* was really cute. foolish, foolish me. i didn't think that first one went through. oh fucking well. yeah. shut up.
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ClairE
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You are too cute. Don't be sad_in_Boston.
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Claires slave
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You are a fucking goddess, and I would like nothing better than to lick you down. Oh, you want me to write your papers for you? No_sweat. Anything you say, my dear.
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011205
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what's it to you?
who
go
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blather
from
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