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About kelsorg : Half of you can dish it out but cant seem to take it yourselves. When the fuck did everyone become so sensitive? "cyber bullying" does not exist. there's a 'log off' button, no one told you to read the rude things written to you.
I do not have a kik or snap. IF I DO NOT REPLY ITS BECAUSE I'M BAD AT IT, sorry.
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