"You say i choose sadness, that it never once has chosen me..."
Dear Emobile,
Please, don't die. I really need you right now. Our life togehter is just starting out. How else am I gonna get from point A to point B without you? Don't I treat you good? Don't you love me? How could you be so selfish? I REALLY wanted to see Streetlight Manifesto, like, a lot. How can you go from doing 70mph and then just die me. How can you do that to someone, especially with other people in the car, I know they didn't appreciate that. Luckly I didn't have to work, that would have sucked.
If you pull through this I promise to wash you every week, at the self serve carwash, not those scary automatic ones. I'll put more air fresheners in there so people will compliment you all the time. When I get the money, I'll put new tires on you.
Don't leave me now car, you're all that I got...
So yeah, my car died, literally. It commited caracide. Driving down 75 on our way to Clutch Cargos to see Streetlight and Reel Big Fish, it died. My tach went to zero and wouldn't start up again. SO I called Kaveh, who is a godsend, to take my passangers and my ticket to the show... 2 hours late. I feel like such an asshole for that. Becasue I said I would drive and failed miserably. Called my dad who called a tow truck, waited about an hour for it. Towed it all the way back to Eastpointe to take it to a mechanic who reminds me of a giant penis, and acts like one, too. Not so he can look at the car then, no I have to wait while he fixes hotrods and other cars that look a lot cooler than mine. I believe it's gonna be a fuel pump, or something else I don't have money for.
I want to smash my head in with a brick.
Please, don't die. I really need you right now. Our life togehter is just starting out. How else am I gonna get from point A to point B without you? Don't I treat you good? Don't you love me? How could you be so selfish? I REALLY wanted to see Streetlight Manifesto, like, a lot. How can you go from doing 70mph and then just die me. How can you do that to someone, especially with other people in the car, I know they didn't appreciate that. Luckly I didn't have to work, that would have sucked.
If you pull through this I promise to wash you every week, at the self serve carwash, not those scary automatic ones. I'll put more air fresheners in there so people will compliment you all the time. When I get the money, I'll put new tires on you.
Don't leave me now car, you're all that I got...
So yeah, my car died, literally. It commited caracide. Driving down 75 on our way to Clutch Cargos to see Streetlight and Reel Big Fish, it died. My tach went to zero and wouldn't start up again. SO I called Kaveh, who is a godsend, to take my passangers and my ticket to the show... 2 hours late. I feel like such an asshole for that. Becasue I said I would drive and failed miserably. Called my dad who called a tow truck, waited about an hour for it. Towed it all the way back to Eastpointe to take it to a mechanic who reminds me of a giant penis, and acts like one, too. Not so he can look at the car then, no I have to wait while he fixes hotrods and other cars that look a lot cooler than mine. I believe it's gonna be a fuel pump, or something else I don't have money for.
I want to smash my head in with a brick.