the subject is.... you

[stixobutta]

What am I? Am i a fucking car sitting on the lot that you test drive for an hour... you drive me back and then try out the other one with more features? then you forget about me. Well guess what... i might be a used car, but i got low mileage sweetheart. I'm exactly what you need. I'm dependable, honest, genuine.... I'm not going to lie. I love, I

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[distancethecode]

the sad thing is, i'm pretty sure most sweethearts right now would rather drive a mustang with a bomb strapped to the gas tank than a five star rated sedan in perfect condition. does the analogy make any sense? It seems to me that they've all got sort of a penchant for self-destruction right now...so you need to use that automotive dependability for yourself and drive to someplace where timebombs can't find you.
Ok, I'm done being fuckin' Yoda.