Good morning as I was driving my day, I don't know where I was looking but some how I missed to check my cravemometer and so my joy started dimming as I found myself loosing momentum, having realized I passed the time garage repeatedly, I wonder why it never downed on me to feel up my you tank, silly me now I'm about to have a brake down. My engine has been manufactured to consume, all that is you, the shire and mere thought of you, is fuel enough to run my day. Poor planning leads to dire situations, but hopefully my mechanic in beautiful everything, will come rescue me.
©leprmy
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