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I made out with A Boy tonight. Was that a good Idea? Quite Frankly... I Don't Care.
He's the one that wanted to make out with me. And he offered me a cigarette.
So... I dropped him off, and I gave him my number, because he asked for it. And he said he'd call me, but I wonder if I'll want to answer.
Then I drove away.
To the wrath of my mother. Angry because I took her precious van. Her anger wasn't so bad. But I still avoided her anyway, because I smelled like that boy's cigarette.

Well... I need to buy a new car. My car will be over $1500 to fix. So fuck it.
That car is my one True love.
But... I'm not depressed. Be free my car! Be Happy like I am. Like I intend to be.

And why shouldn't I be? I'm that happy go lucky Kidd. The one everybody says "Oh, her? She was so happy go lucky, I would have never expected this to happen to her," and they write it down in the newspapers on the front page of the metro section, because she died tragically. Tragically Too Young.