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"You know what I'm saying?" Yes, I can hear the words coming out of your mouth, even understand them, but nobody understands what the fuck you're doing or why the hell you feel the need to do it. Drive away would not be an option in my mind. Way I see it, I'd have two other options, run his ass down or get out with my knife in hand. I'm almost always a pacifist, and it's not like if he did it to me I'd care about the car since it's fairly crappy anyway, but for him to do something like that makes me sick to share a species with him and anybody else that thinks they have any right to be like that. Because you know this isn't the first time that he's done something like this, it can't have been for him to have gone into it like that.
People like that make me want to just... just... Fuck it, just fuck it.
You know what I'm saying?
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