I love this car so much, the only real thing I can take my anger out on without being judged. then again maybe people do judge me. idk it makes me feel better temporarily. idk if I ever want to get rid of it but I know I will have to let it go eventually. Had some good memories, and hopefully a lot more. it's dangerous but fun for me not so much the passengers. idk how to feel about anything anymore I try to talk but idk how to explain anything that is going on. most the time idek know what is going on in my head or why I act the way I do, I don't even know myself anymore. I'm starting to really like myself. I love all my mates but most of all my girlfriend. I know nobody cares about this description. glasshouse just makes me feel free. like nobody can touch me. nothing else matters to me while I'm out there.