Tag: Dashboard Confession


Perfume wafts toward the front, every muscle taunt That scent takes my mind back to another place, another hunt Trying to stay calm and collect is failing as my flesh is wailing That giggle at my silly joke, all control is failing ...
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The ride

I might have been taken back by her forward response but honestly by now it was feeling more normal to hear bold honest confessions from riders. I glanced in the mirror occasionally as we talked. Being dark with the mirror turned to night driving I could see her cleavage...
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The Cold Truth

Now for my first Dashboard confession I am going to start off with this. Not an experience but how as the one behind the wheel I see the people that come and go in the cabin of my car. Each one different, dealing with their own moment and I...
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