I'm scared of driving. Not of the risk with physical pain or death from crashes, but because of the financial risks. Insurance, repairs etc.

Or maybe its that i've never exactly been comfortable whilst driving, always being worried about something, because the cars i drive are owned by my parents. Theres that increased responsibility because theres no ownership.

Even when I had and drove my own car... Yes, I paid for it so there was the sense of ownership, but even then the car's condition was a major worry, and because of this i couldn't really drive to many places, simply because it would be way too risky.

Perhaps I shouldn't aspire to own a sexy car in the future, but rather, a shitty looking, 'bulletproof' car with huge bull-bars on the back and front. Somthing <$500:

Then, if I do happen to crash it, I just rip off the plates, scratch out the VIN number, and run for the fucking border.  Change my name to something along the lines of Alfonzo Suarez, or Jack something, and let my facial hair grow out, wear nothing but hawaiian shirts and cargo pants, and run a hotdog stand.

Done.

Unhappy.

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An awesome smile.
Made me smile.

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Unhappy.

So, you're bored.
Your mindset is "fuck studying"
you get a text message...
"hey, want to chill tonight?"

Just over an hour later you arrive at Star City casino.
Next thing you know you're eating a steak sandwich from "Fuel"

Your friend wants to gamble.
You find yourself at the roulette tables
Your friend ends up winning a few hundred.

It's 3am,
You're at The Cross,
Its friday morning
You walk around for a bit, exploring back-streets

You end up purchasing Marlboro Golds
You aren't even a smoker

2 cigarettes in, some drunk stranger named Brodie approaches you
Stranger says hi
You say hi
The stranger's been shopping
They show you what they've purchase

A shirt with some half-naked asian model on the front
and New Balance sneakers
"oh... cool"
Stranger pulls out some tobacco and skins
tries to roll a smoke, fails, and just throws it into their shopping bag

You hand the stranger the remaining half of your cigarette
The stranger continues to talk senselessly
You go with it

The stranger pulls out  a camera and decides they want take a photo of you
Nothing you can do, so you end up on some drunk stranger's camera
You find the situation familiar, Yes, yes i have seen this. Its like The Hangover.

You get curious about the camera and ask to see the other photos on there
They're quite funny,
This stranger has indeed just come from some launch event for a retail store.
You say "well you better head home now"
the stranger says bye, and heads off

You look to your friend
You're both thinking "fuck, when that stranger wakes up tomorrow..."
laugh-out-loud.

You end up at McDonalds at The Cross,
You wonder what these people are out at this time for (4am-ish).
probably the same reason why you're there.

You head back to the car,
and back home,
back to the reason why you left in the first place.

For who could ever learn to love... a Beast?

"She glanced this way
I thought I saw
And when we touched she didn't shudder at my paw
No it can't be, I'll just ignore
But then she's never looked at me that way before.."

"Something there" - Beauty & the Beast Soundtrack (1991)

I can confirm that a side-effect of sleeping pills on me is more vivid, visally clear dreams.

Definitely mind-blowing... 

and dangerously intriguing. 

In a bit over 12hrs, I say farewell to a car that my family has owned since 2002.

crazy.

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Crappy day.

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Unhappy.

Dear _ _ _ _ _, Dear _ _ _ _ _ _ _,


_  _ _ _ _  _ _ _,
Every day.

Unhappy.

still.

Unhappy.