"The only people for me are the mad ones.
The ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved and desirous of everything at the same time.
The ones who never yawn or say a common place things, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles
exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue
center light pop and everybody goes
'awww"
I am so tired of being here. Not just this house, but this city, this state, this fucking country! I am so completely lost and have no idea what to do with my life. I just want to go, go to all these beautiful places until I find what makes me feel fulfilled. At this very moment in time I just feel stuck.
Last night was perfect. I love my friends and I love the way life is going at the moment. Growing up is making me sad. I don’t want these great times to come to an end. I really fucking love all these people I surround myself with so much.
