That sense of release, that sense of happiness.
Like a drug to some, a painful memory for others.
But it's the same sense of release.
The same sense of release that made some girl **** herself, the same that made some boy hurt others.
It's all dangerous.
Not that anyone cares, they keep doing it.
They keep hurting themselves until they've done something wrong.
They've burned their flesh too much, they've cut a nerve.
It's all the same and no one can stop it.