Not Over You

That ridiculously fabulous orange car?

I went to see it today.

I did not buy it.

I am somewhat proud of myself for walking away.

But I am mostly just akljhdkaj janda.

I already had a crappy day. I did not get an orange car to console myself with.

...And where is Jack Daniels when you need him?

My life just sucks right about now. Oi.

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