Enough Already

Please come on. I've had enough. I'm sick of having to put you in the shop once a month. I didn't really want you in the first place, but got bullied into you. For the first time in a long time, I'm not comfortable driving. Every time I turn around there's something else wrong with you. You're more trouble than you're worth. Just fucking die already so I have an excuse to get rid of you. Not that I can afford anything great or spectacular, but at least maybe something reliable.Thank you for helping me. I guess you can say this kind of makes Friday night go away. I'm still not happy, but I am appreciative that you've been there to help me out.