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You called me "temperamental." You said I’m “taciturn and I'm spoiled.” We were in the crowded cafeteria, so refused to become embroiled. I wanted to say you’re conceited - a know-it all , with stupid hair and between your ears there’s nothing there. But what you said stuck in my head. No more texts! I'm ignoring your thread. I have things to tell you - to your face - and that would be Monday (I'll have to wait). You think you’re hot - but NO, your NOT - and I'm done helping you study. Your jokes are lame your kisses tame and by the way - your dog is ugly.