DontRunMeOver

Well, yes it is, because this one is about my girlfriend and the fact that I am something of a travelling/exploring/adventure junkie and that it's pretty much just the fact that I end up missing her like a big crybaby that stops me from spending my whole life running through jungle, up, down and off mountains, paddling down rivers and doing all that crazy **** that you can do with a few hundred quid, a lot of balls and little initiative.

I'll probably end up married, bitter and cynical, glaring at her across the sofa as the kids try to kill each other... I suppose sentiment can be yet another of the many self-destruct buttons we humans possess.

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