I am a very impulsive person.

I just decide to do things out of the blue.

I confessed this to a friend and he looked at me like I had solved all the problems in the universe. "You're totally impulsive! It's crazy!"

I wanted a tattoo, so I got one.

I didn't want to talk to someone anymore, so I cut him out of my life in the middle of the night.

I wanted to drink alcohol one time, so I downed a few shots of whipped cream vodka.

Ana and I have an analogy we like to use for my impulsiveness; Don't stick your dick in the cake. You might really want to fuck that cake, but once your cock is in there, it's ruined for everybody. No one wants a semen-filled buttercream cake.

Will I ever stop being impulsive?

Probably not.

Do I care?

Nah.