Look. Tired of your sarcasm, insulting me to my face as if I cannot understand you, your “mayflower madam”, your abject jealousy, your lack of friendship, your “competition against one who does not wish to compete with you”; look let’s get rid of the ” wheel”; then you can only walk so far….
Tired of your Yankee bullshit. Stay in your own fucking world.
We are Niña, Piña, and Santa Marià; do not care for your world.
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