I lived in small town out in the desert and my friend used to steal his mom's car in the middle of the night. He'd drive over to my house I'd sneak out and we'd go out to the desert and just burn things down.
All I can hope to do is instill great morality in my son and trust him along...
I wanted to end my life so bad and was in my car ready to go down that ramp...
For me relationships are the real action movies. Bombs are exploding every day and the kitchen is Ground Zero.
