I don't think I've been this pissed since I realized I might never get a McRibWich again.
This girl is three tanning sessions, two jager bombs and a monroe piercing away from complete douchebagette-ery. I bet her boyfriend has a popped collar and drives a Mustang. And the girl that's been cropped out wishes she was in Forks. God help us all.
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