(This was written a few months ago, I'll publish anyway)
It was going too fast down roads I didn't know, but reminded me of home, that I realized, maybe the most important thing in my life, to shape my future.
I was speeding a lot down dark roads, my brother blasting music. I was free. Everything about me was free. I loved the feeling.
I got home and texted a load of stuff. Then I realized it was all true. It was amazing. I found myself, i think. The fire in my chest is back.
I want to scream from the rooftops "I am alive. I want to live"
I want to live like i'm supposed to
