Date: 7/3/2019

By VooDooDoll

I was at my Baby Daddies house and I just needed to go fast. As fast as I could. So I took his motorcycle, his helmet, gloves, and jacket. I got on his bike and I just rode for hours. I rode hard and dangerously, weaving in and out of traffic, being chased, trying to live...trying to die. I also spent some time helping my sister win a campaign for president so that was cool. BD was ok with me taking his bike I think.