A metaphor.

Mar 31, 2007 05:33

I tried to ask you for directions because I was unfamiliar with this road that you've driven down before. You told me that I needed to learn it for myself but every now and again you'd shout out when I had to make a turn. If I got lost, you wouldn't tell me how to get back on the road, you would only ever rebuke me. You've left me with only the faintest idea of where I am. I look around and all I see is unfamiliar territory. You've emptied out my car of people, telling them that I'm a bad driver. You've emptied out my car of people, telling them that I will get them lost aswell. Now I am going to ask you once. I am going to tell you once. You hold a map but refuse to help me find the road I need.

This is your last chance then. I'm asking you one more time: let me see the map, or get the fuck out of my car.
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