>On the way to my dad's house there is this road
>about 2 mile stretch, practically unused so great roads
>any time something is wrong, I take 10 minutes to drive there and just see how fast I can go
>Police have seen me do this but haven't done anything yet
>Started thinking they realize I do this to cope with stress
>But I cant tell anyone about this road
>I would an hero if I wouldn't be able to do this anymore
>Because no matter how much goes wrong in my life
>No matter haw many people play with my feelings
>No matter how many times I fuck up
>No matter how many times my car doesn't work when I want it to
>When I'm on that road
>It works when I need it to
Whats your happy place, anon?
Getting piss drunk with my friends and having the best banter together :)
When she is next to me. The root of all my problems and sadness, is ironically the cure to them all.