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At this point, I really wanted her out of my car and out of my life.
We were the only car there. You can also join this Facebook group to commiserate with me and fellow fans.
Bring me to a gas station, goddamn it. Therefore, let me stand on my soapbox for a minute and talk about a few issues related to pregnancy in our world that have me worried.
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And hopefully, someday, a good date. I had no way to reach her or find out where she was.
There was a red light before me so I had to stop. As for Willa, she became increasingly agitated. Reading about this made me physically ill.
The whole time, I pretended that everything was okay and that I was truly sorry for the Blog dating stories way I had purportedly treated her. Now she was stressing me out a bit more, but I opted to not say anything about that.
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We'll—" "Who the fuck do you think you are? He was a good guy and I called him up to explain the situation to him and let him know that I was likely going to have to leave his daughter stuck in the middle of Vermont in the winter with no plausible way to make it home.
You need to stop behaving this way right now and get back in the car with him. Until then, do keep dating and having fun and living your lives, but please be safe! I went to a pizza place for an hour and relaxed a bit. But I'm sure we'll find the place.
I'm fucking stressing you out? Forgive me, but it's about to get real in here. He would also like you to say goodbye to rape crisis centers, Planned Parenthood, and any other assistance provided for those looking for low cost sexual healthcare.
Now we can go.
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I don't even want to fucking be with you anymore. Who the fuck do you think you are? What we need to know.