You do know she's using you
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What if I comment on a thread about "What ifs"?
Am I really here?
What if'in I'm not?
Could I really be, the B?
Here in north eastern Ohio hills, when I pull away from a stop, easily accelerate down the road into a gentle sweeping turn,
still on the gas a little coming out the other side,
I just have to look up and smile. What a great life.
At my age its better that sex.
Hell, better than a York peppermint patty!