Friday night/Satruday morning. 3:30 am. Whitney, the ex-girlfriend of my friend Lance needs a ride to his place where he is having a party. We catch a cab together, small talk ensues. She's crying about Lance and there is nothing I hate more
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I need no reason. I just fuck.
i'm begining to think just like you... you have the right answer... i'm getting to my breaking point and as bad as it could sound i might just start to fuck just to do it
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Getting to the point where you just do not care is not always a good thing. I think in your case you just need to do what you want to do.
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Anyway, i have always wanted to be a cab driver for a week. Just to see what its like, how many fucked up people I could drive around. I wonder if the driver was jacking off while he was driving...If i were driving you two, I would have probably asked to join ;)
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I think I love you.
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