dannyhiga

I like having stupid friends. I’m sure stupid isn’t even the correct word for it, but you’ll catch my drift. It’s nice surrounding yourself with people who don’t always care about the consequences and fill themselves with worry. People who are more likely to be spontaneous and genuinely outgoing. The rebellious daredevils who like blowing shit up, who like vandalizing, trespassing, drinking, and smoking. It’s not even about destruction of other’s property, but more so the construction of fun through destruction of work. It’s always those friends who you can rely on to put a smile on your face and fill your lungs with laughter. It’s those friends who bring you into a whole new world. It just disgusts me to be living in a world where people care so much about what others think of them that they forget to live.