If I'm too much to handle, then put me down and let someone else have a go.

When I turned 18, I thought 'Oh fuck I hope this doesn't suck.'
And it did.

Until a couple of days ago.



It feels like I've intentionally provoke the wrath from a higher power just for the fucks of it. The side of me that's been kept in check for 17 whole years by me, society, family obligations is now dancing around in mud and not giving any damn who knows. I would've fallen from the ledge and not moved a muscle.



I honestly don't care. About anything or anyone.

And fuck, it feels good.





"That is the true experience of freedom; having the most important thing int the world without owning it." -Eleven Minutes.





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My last meal was a Big Mac 24 hours ago, so why am I not hungry?