-I was having so much fun
-going fast
-gravel flying
-first fishtail felt kool
--then it got scary
-I was already off the gas
-I knew not to over correct
-I knew not to hit the brakes
-and I didn't
-but it didn't matter
--and I can still feel everything tip
-the glass braking
-the feeling of rolling
-the gravel, the dust
-the loose screwdrivers I had in the dash
-it all feels surreal
--especially cuz I never screamed
-all I thought was "I can't fix this" "oh God, my brothers!"
-all my fault
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Depression Dumps
RandomPlace for me to write down all my depressing late night thoughts and maybe make other people feel like they aren't alone.
