I hate your guts and wish you would drop dead. This quarter is not your quarter, it is out of my pocket. So if I ever really find your ugly quarter it’s mine. Fair. And my god be my witness, you stole my box and quilt cover you over…
I’m not speaking to you, nerdy creepy demond.
(Do you like how my dad saved this exchange between my two sisters and dated it?! HOW cute!)