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"Why are you frowning?" he asked as always, I answered, "I'm okay" Truth is I feel like my stomach is aching due to the bumpy ride we're taking like every car on the road keep crashing on ours while he has no intention whatsoever to make a u-turn nor to push the break pedal
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Jul 27, 2015
Jul 27, 2015 at 2:49 AM UTC
Bumper Car
"Why are you frowning?" he asked as always, I answered, "I'm okay" Truth is I feel like my stomach is aching due to the bumpy ride we're taking like every car on the road keep crashing on ours while he has no intention whatsoever to make a u-turn nor to push the break pedal
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Jul 27, 2015
Jul 27, 2015 at 2:49 AM UTC
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