ghostdance

I ate shit like a motherfucker on this big hill last night, did everything I could to stay on this piece of shit board with no nose or tail, but the wobbles were the worst I've ever had. The mix of adrenaline from the speed and eating asphalt was cool though, but this morning it's all gone and I feel like a big pile of broken jew.

The love/hate relationship with the one thing that has brought me the most joy and pain in my life continues.