crash.

Why do the drivers survive?

Please don’t let that be me. If people are killed in my car, please don’t let me make it.

Don’t crash!

There are five seats. 

Every (dead) body has a story. 

Over and over this morning little words are piercing my inner ear like daggers.

Why do the drivers survive?

Why does this always happen this time of year?

Just get to the end of the semester, guys. Please don’t die.

So afraid.

 

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