Chords. Chords, Right?

I don’t know whether music has drums, bass, guitars, pianos, or chords. Hell, I don’t know what it is about this that has been keeping me sane for the last few years. I would have lost all sanity, had I not listened to some inspiring words. Yeah, I listen to music for the lyrics. Lyrics about sex, drugs, and alcohol make me feel good. I am a feminist, so why do I feel pleasure listening to songs that say dirt about women?
Because it’s the badass feeling. I know I am not “supposed” to be doing it, especially being a part of the non-judgemental work I do and yet, I am doing it. Sometimes I auto-enter my mind into “faded”. Hahaha, I am not even close. I am simply driving to work at 5am in the morning. If I have a hangover after drinking one day though, I feel like shit that morning. Though, I will feel power the next several weeks because I am still associated with some sort of behaviour deemed immoral by many.
Badass behaviour : Good feeling

I guess after you get shat on several times for your new identity, you see no limits to how your actions could turn into the self-destructive kind. Ain’t nobody hangin’ around if you refuse to abide by their morals.

1. What to do when you feel like your morals are expanding too much- everything seems okay to do because shit has been crazy and shit may get crazier but shit will be “aight”?
2. What is it that you fight for- what stops you from engaging in self destructive behaviour, even though it feels so good in the moment?