i have the cape. i make the fucking whoosh noises!

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i don’t even know where to start because every time i try, i completely freak out. my car…oh dear sweet jesus my car.

i’m just…in shock. i’ve NEVER had something like this happen before. ever, not in a whole cross-country ordeal or various trips out of state…nothing.

this morning, i was in a wreck. i deviated from my usual route to work in the morning and completely ruined everything. was it my fault? was it the other dude’s? i’m just not 100% certain, you know? why did i even go that way?! what in god’s name compelled me to turn AWAY from my normal route? i mean…what the hell? oh god my car…

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i don’t even know where to start because every time i try, i completely freak out. my car…oh dear sweet jesus my car. i’m just…in shock. i’ve NEVER had something like this happen before. ever, not in a whole cross-country ordeal or various trips out of state…nothing. this morning, i was in a wreck. i […]

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