It was a Tuesday Afternoon in Elk Horn, Iowa. All was chill and relaxed while bubbyroosh was working on her truck. The weather worked twords her advantage when the midwest sun provided its organic light. The light glistened on Bubby's smooth skin. However she could care less of her own looks. She wasn't like the rest of the female agenda. No she was different. So different in fact she had one hobby one love the one thing in her life to make her feel whole. It was her 1994 dodge dakota with the 3.9 V6 and a lifted 2002 chevy silverado 2500HD with the 6.0 V8.
Nothing could come between the two. This truck was all bubby would boost about. She had a tendency of bragging to those less fortunate. She was quite a bit arrogant. It was understandable considering her entire life revolved against this truck. Although her truck couldn't show the affection she gave back. She didn't mind.
Bubby pretended this never had a effect on her well-being. But if anyone could be in bubbys Warm flesh skeleton they would feel the deep long term loneliness she experienced. The yearn for one true faithful love.
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Radical Love
FanfictionWhen a average American love story takes a turn up north to the Canadian rockies 😳 and fails just like how I failed my 10 th grade French class.
