This is the way, uh-huh uh-huh.

I have a new armchair principle: good girls are the sometimes-rebel girls.

If we know something is probably gonna lead to heartbreak, why do we do it anyway? If we know this isn't the "right" thing to do, that if others would frown on it if they knew, why do we do it anyway? If we know we should resist, why don't we feel ourselves even remotely putting up a fight?

Just like you ... we have our "Screw it. Life is short!" moments too. :)