I've had one of the happiest nights I've had in a while. I drove 50mph on the freeway all the way home, and didn't even care. It's the first time I've felt the way I have been waiting to feel for so long. I don't want this feeling to end. I can't wait to blow this city. I don't think I want to go to LA anymore...and the thought that I don't have to gives me butterflies. I'll get lost in the atmosphere of my economy class window seat, with insulated artificial airflow and ginger-ale. I could live in it. I can finally break open the boxes in the attic that I've been avoiding. This year isn't over yet, and to me, it's only just begun.
Save your scissors for someone elses skin.
Save your scissors for someone elses skin.
