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Emma Elizabeth Jane Ranson
So, is that what you call a getaway? Tell me what you got away with, 'cause I've seen more spine in jellyfish, I've seen more guts in eleven year old kids. Have another drink and drive yourself home; I hope there's ice on all the roads and you can think of me when you forget your seatbelt, and again when your head goes through the wind shield.
And is that what you call tact? You're as subtle as a brick in the small of my back, so let's end this call and end this conversation. And is that what you call a getaway? Well tell me what you got away with, 'cause you left the frays from the ties you severed. When you say best friends means friends forever..
Dear Emma,
