This was the second car I had totaled in 21 days. I remember when it flipped over and all I could think was “damn what drug dealers do I know” because I was planning on selling drugs to buy my mom another car. Thankfully, I am not bearing the burden of financially backing her new car, but there is this bitter tension in the mornings when my mom has to drive me to school in her new sedan.
The car was still drivable but the insurance totaled it, and I remember as the car was back on its wheels seeing that Let it Blow by Cuban Doll was playing as the screen for the radio wasn’t harmed at all. I literally remember only feeling two feelings, a feeling like my brain died and a new one was put in my body, and how funny the fact that I rolled over my mom’s jeep to a song by fucking Cuban Doll is.
The first car I totaled, my dad’s honda civic, I believe I was listening to FEFE by 6ix9ine. Nicki Minaj saying “He trynna sixty nine like tekashi-” then the sound of metal on metal and the smell of gunpowder from the airbag. I can’t put into words how fucking funny this is to me.
Emirosa Verticordia 