Reckless

Sometimes I scare the fcuking shit outta myself. Rage and driving at night with the wet conditions isn't a good combination. There's a certain freedom with driving and the ability to push yourself to as fast as you think you can. The adrenaline and fear put together is crazy, exciting and frightening. Didn't think twice that my brother was in the passenger seat probably shitting himself. Pushed 70km/hr in a neighbourhood street and I didn't give a shit. I could have driven off the face of the planet and I wouldn't care...feeling reckless...My own mood swings are giving me whiplash and fcuk your PMS theory, don't ask cos won't tell.