‪“So no head?” I asked, removing my glasses, fearing the worst. The moment the fateful words left her lips, I knew that it was over. My life, my career, my relationship, everything I cared for and everyone who cared for me was gone. I flew into a rage, so many thoughts went through my mind, most of them pertaining to my next move, and where I’d find my next blowjob. In an instant, everything was cleared from my mind. My vision gone red, I grasp my phone and launch it at the pavement forcefully, shattering it into more pieces than my heart was now in. I turn to my last remaining source of joy, my love, my passion, my board. “No”, I think to myself, “not the board” but it was too late. I had lost control of my body in my growing insanity and pure desire for destruction. I leap into the air, and as I fall back towards earth, my life flashes before my eyes, all the good, all the bad, all the head. I knew it was over now, for me and my pure, innocent, skateboard. I land with all the force I can muster, and the board snaps with a resounding crack. ‬