Every night I used to pray that I’d find my people. We had nothing to lose, nothing to gain, nothing we desired anymore except to make our lives a work of art.
Live fast. Die Young. Be Wild. And Have Fun.
I believe in the person I want to become.
I believe in the freedom of the open road.
I believe in the kindness of strangers.
Who are you? Are you in touch with all of your darkest fantasies?
Have you created a life for yourself where you’re free to experience them?
I have.
I am fucking crazy. But I am free.
