No matter how mad I am, there's no one that I believe compares to her. If all the girls were in a marathon to get to me, she would overlap all. And the race wouldn't even be more than one lap. She's just at that level of excellence.
She's like the girl version of me.
Peacin' Izzout!
I'm Marty McFlying Out!!!
In SideKick Mode!
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