Beautiful pretences

My mind was all mixed up. I feel exhausted. Tired of what's going on.


So i wanted to drive. Alone. Fastly. 120km/hr or more through the highway.

Then, they tagged along. They gave me the scream of the week (or at least i gave them the scream of the week). I love speed. It kills all chaotic feelings. We gave ourselves a shock to the heart with T's roller coaster and that woke me up a bit.

They might just tagged along for fun. They might not know it but the long drive really relieved me. Because it reassured me that despite our beautiful pretences, i can still shout and scream and laugh as loud as i want with them.



Thank you.

Start my engine and drive. Far far away.