Living in ecstasy

Thoughts

Intimidated. Scared. Oppressed by desire to dream, to fly, to step one step..
Further than decisions. Fate. Life. Destiny. What?
Unwritten. It is my choice, my way, my day. Live it. Love it. Do it. Sell it. Buy it. Drink it.
Smoke it. Throw it away. Quit. Learn. Remember. Relapse. Enjoy. Enjoy Life…
You’re young, you can spend four nights awake. Party.
Pass out in the car but crack your windows open, let it out. Heat. Sweat. Sun. Summer. Movies.
More parties. Boys, Girls. Beach. Ocean, palm trees, sand, frozen yogurt. Ice cream. Pool.
Restaurants. Dinners. Congratulations. Graduations.
Clam chowder. New shoes, clothes, friends, places, people. College.
Epic changes, life in rack focus. Focus. Focus on you. Focus on me. Focus on us. Fuck it.
Lose focus. Lose touch. Lose weight. Lose time. Lose yourself in the music, the moment, you own it, you better never let it go. You only get one shot, one chance. You can. I can.
Yes we can. I got a feeling.
I got a feeling that tonight’s gonna be a good night. A good fight. Light.
At the end of the tunnel I wobble
To stand up, to be, me.
Intimidated.
No more.

Define: best

fucking unbelievable

xoxo

Spotted, A returning from a slight drive noticing a new light shining on an old friend. Is it time to add flare to the past or grind teeth and wait for the future? Lack of emotion becomes an emotion in itself, is it possible that the latter is compromised with substitutes, hallucinations? Is it worth it?
So, A, what’s it going to be…

Dear City…I can’t wait to meet you, because if love before first sight existed I’d be smitten. In fact, I am.

This is the countdown.
 

Why? Why can’t you let me forget you? Why do you insist on communicating? It hurts, it hurts so bad. I heal and forget and you come in and just rip it all apart again…come on, just let me be, please, i’m too young for this.

prom

was a turning point.

I have thought so much the emotions made me weak. And yet after all that sleep I am awake to feel tired again.