Fuck driving in Richmond. As if i didn't have a shitty heart to begin with. Coming home from the gym, heart racing, not one but two shitty people drive right into the fucking street before looking anywhere causing me to slam on my breaks and have an anxiety attack. The rest of you are fucking lucky i didn't lose consciousness and kill somebody. I have a suggestion: sell your heap and buy a fucking bike like all those trendy fucks so if i hit you i don't have to die too. Damnit...