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So, on Friday, I rolled my girlfriend's car.
Normally, I'd be all wiseacrey and "haha I rolled a car" about it, but my girlfriend was also in the car, and I spent a good two seconds that felt like a thousand million years worrying that she was injured and/or killed. I am still very shook up, and oh, the guilt.
This too shall pass, I hope.
Normally, I'd be all wiseacrey and "haha I rolled a car" about it, but my girlfriend was also in the car, and I spent a good two seconds that felt like a thousand million years worrying that she was injured and/or killed. I am still very shook up, and oh, the guilt.
This too shall pass, I hope.