MY GOD....THEYRE FULL OF STARS
I'm a load of pretentious, indie-kid snobbery with a dash of useful laziness and a touch of luck. Bake at 357 degrees for six and nine-eighths seconds. I don't like your sass, young lady. I do, however, like your ass.
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