Because her hair is perfect.
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I had a dream that my father dropped me off at school (I think it was my high school, but it looked like it did before they renovated it) to pick something up (I don’t know what) and I went and found Tami Taylor so I could tell her about my problems (like the real ones that no one knows about). And we walked to the school gymnasium and there were tons of girls there and I think there was a volleyball game going on. And then my dad forgot to pick me up.