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How vain to think that I’m the only one deserving of your breaths. Not presently, but before, and future. Presently, too, I concede. If arrogance is driving you to me, or to us, as in those that were, like a taxi with the most gracious pilot politely asking you to fasten your belt to tether you to the busted seats, then I would be happy to have it break down in my driveway.
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Aug 22, 2017
Aug 22, 2017 at 7:51 AM UTC
Taxi
How vain to think that I’m the only one deserving of your breaths. Not presently, but before, and future. Presently, too, I concede. If arrogance is driving you to me, or to us, as in those that were, like a taxi with the most gracious pilot politely asking you to fasten your belt to tether you to the busted seats, then I would be happy to have it break down in my driveway.
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27/M/South Point, OH
Aug 22, 2017
Aug 22, 2017 at 7:51 AM UTC
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