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Don’t
Don’t step all over all my hair.
OMG what time is it?
5 o’ clock in the morning you monster.
Just don’t.
Don’t be sick on my bed.
I know it smells of us and feels safe
But bloody hell I might have rolled into that!
You dirty boy - don’t!
Don’t bite or claw my hands.
All this time and you haven’t learned what velvet paw means?
I won’t play with you again
If you don’t stop making me bleed.
Don’t menace Mia.
She was here before you and is an old lady.
I would so like the two of you to get on.
But you just don’t.
Don’t be sick or poorly.
Don’t make me worry about you and cry.
Don’t ever act as if life is anything but pleasure.
Don’t leave me.
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