can't stop, won't stop pressing the gas pedal into the floor with part of me wishing that a pin would pop one of my tires or a rock in the road could send the car flying
sometimes the evil thought of crashing is my only brief relief. my only comfort.
the crash could **** me the crash will **** you
but the breaks are no longer an option.
02.22.23
i can't live with knowing this car has stopped because i dared to touch the breaks because i was too cowardly to hold the gas
i would take any other way to stop than that. i would give my life for an opportunity to ******* crash.