so what we go out, so what we smoke weed, were just havin fun, we dont care who we see. livin young and wild and free.

soo, umm, i'm a little addicted to being reckless. i like to drive too fast, and do things my parents wouldn't approve of, because i like adrenaline, probably too much. i like punching walls, and cars, and pillows, and punching bags. (sometimes people, but only sometimes.)i like screaming at the top of my lungs, until i can't breathe anymore. i like seeing my life flash before my eyes. i like blood rushing through my veins. i like pain and i like feeling pain. i like these things. my therapist thinks it's cause i don't deal with reality. i think it's cause i like doing stupid things. take your pick.


((i start drag racing practice on monday. well, i'm learning the car on monday. and i think that someday soon i will be in a street race. it's going to happen.))