*I was at the garage when I saw her coming *

Everyone thinks this articles can be helpful for me, but I think my driving skills should be enough for the media, not my life and personality. But here I am sitting waiting for this journalist who seems to hate me as much as I hate this situation

Sometimes it seems like of she likes me, and sometimes like if she's planning to choke me, but I dont judge. It's my fault

"Morning"

But deep inside I don't actually hate all this that much