Why does shit like this happen to me? Why do I have a tendency to ruin my car(s)whenever I drive. Whether I dent it, scratch it, get a flat tire, or hit a damn guard rail. What the hell is wrong with me? Like really. Why does this shit ever happen to me? Like, I have honestly stopped speeding, I stopped going over 90. Why? It's so sad. I'm already paranoid as is driving. But I can't stop driving, I drive to school, I drive to eat, I drive to visit friends and I drive to see the person I love. I can't stop driving. There is no choice, but I have to drive despite the fact I hate it. I am so paranoid of worse things, like crashing my car and getting hurt as well as hurting someone else.
And I fucking lied. I said I was at my friend (girls) house when it happend as a cover story. And now my dad wants to consult the insurance. What the hell do I do now? What if they asked exactly where?! Fuck my life.
Sunday, September 18, 2011
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