of feminists and drunk drivers
hey can i ask you something
of course
you say everyone who ever comes to you dies, but how about the friend who made a bet that you couldn't talk to me?
don't say you're sorry.
i won't
he died the night i texted you
...how did he die?
drunk driver rammed into his truck
did they find who the driver was?
the driver was my dad
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