if i were 12 and ran away from home this is totally what i’d do. i’d take all my best homies and hideout in the woods, making bike trail/ramp/path/jump thingies and just tear shit up. i’d swear and bleed and fist pump all day long..prolly spit too.
yeah….that’s what i’d do.
or, i’d start crying 6 minutes into the forest because my heel broke, my sports bra is too tight and there’s something moving in my hair..
either way it would be dope..