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No. As pointed out elsewhere; check the handkerchief.

Copied from elsewhere in thread:

There is no way for me to get literally anywhere without being downrange. Not in any city in the united states.

You have defined the world as a shooting range, and told me its my fault for being downrange.

I can’t feel one of my legs because of you ‘people’. My back always hurts now. Doctors say it won’t get better. I was on the other side of a ditch, walking on loose dirt and roots when I was hit, because there was a break in the sidewalk. I was wearing bright red. I realky liked that dress, a gift from my first love, and they had to cut it off me-not to mention all the blood. I’m missing teeth. Im never not in pain now. I can’t stand still, there’s no way I can sit comfortably for more than about 90 seconds, sex is a whole fucking production, and It takes about a half hour pillow arranging ritual for me to lay down in a way that won’t make the pain worse tomorrow.

What could I have done better for this not to have been my fault? Believe me, I’ve gone over it in my head. I don’t know why why I did this to myself. I froze for a split second when I realized they weren’t going to stop. They had those really bright lights and I couldn’t see if it was a sedan or a big fuck-off truck. If it was a sedan and I tried to go flat I’d be torn to pieces even if I was fast enough, if it was a killdozer and I tried to roll over it I’d just be crushed like a fly and I would be very lucky if my mangled body didn’t stick in the grille.

I’ve been over it in my head so many times. For a couple months in the hospital, before I was back on solid food and not needing three nurses to help me shit, I couldn’t do anything else. I keep coming back to that split second of hesitation while I was blind, before I, correctly, took my size posture and likely angle the car would be coming from into account. I keep asking myself if I would be okay, or at least less broken, if I’d been faster. If I’d practiced my falls more as a kid.

So tell me. What should I have done? How could I have avoided being downrange?

Fucking tell me coward. Don’t just leave the conversation. Tell me. Tell me why this was justified. Tell me why it was ultimately worth it for me to experience this.

Oooh downvotes but no answers. Fucking cowards. The only people who ever used cars right were the Irish. And they did less harm to innocents than Americans do.

Whataboutism then?

Nah, I dont hate them. I don't think I'd be enthusiastic about a full like mascot level fur suit during sex, but cat ears and tailplugs are adorable.

You think it ever wasn't him?

your machine

Thats what they said.

No but see also not that.

Hot.

Hey, um, maybe make clear that this is an erotica sub and not an attempt yo port r/fuckcars. I stumbled in and made a complete ass of myself because youre not on Lemmy.nsfw and your icon kinda looks similar. Also wanted to apologize for yucking people's yum.

No, sorry, I realized at some point after my first reply here that this is an erotica subreddit. I made the exact same mistake. We were the assholes here, tucking these fine people's exotic yum. I think I just assumed because it was on Lemmy.world and moy Lemmy.nsfw that it was like the Lemmy version of r/fuck cars. Same for you, right?

For the record; I absolutely hate cars, but i think sex is the best and most ethical use for them by far. If we must continue to have cars, I support a dick in every seat and a fleshy covering for every stick shift!

Thats the amount t of danger youre adding to the world. Its just a fact. You finding it necessary for your lifestyle does not make it safe or ethical any more than needing it for eternal youth makes bathing in the blood of virgins ethical for me.

Should I just die? No? Then I gotta serial murder a bunch teenagers and republicans and drain their blood.

And lemme tell ya; with the rates of childhood sexual assault we have in this country, these are not small numbers! Honestly its a lot of work. You should give murdering children and bathing in their blood to achieve immortality a little more respect.