I drove and drove.The rain hammering down on my truck and the street lights overhead. Tears priked at my eyes, my football sitting in the pasenger footwell, test sheets cramed in the glove box along with the ring i was going to give to....to them Why the hell me? Why? I scream to the sky, hoping for some sort of answer. Nothing, silence, just the radio and the screech of my tires on wet tarmac as i lose control of the truck and plant it in a ditch Shiiiiiit! I punch the wheel frustrated
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2WildLore
18/04/2025
.~Elvie~.
25/04/2025