Reckless

I don't do many stupid things in my life on purpose. But of course I did last night.

It was good to act reckless. It wasn't as reckless as I felt like. If I did that, I'd probably be in a hospital right now. Or a morgue.

I guess holidays just bring out my more stupid, suicidal tendencies. And just bring general emotionless after (right now).

But anyways, I have an essay to write.