Young bloods raging like meteor. Desire is incapably loud. I'm an angsts.
Waiting for non existence excitement to come is like waiting for a money drops on your lap. My desire lately is too loud it's unbearable. I want to scream and shout on top of my lung , eargasm musics just dances through the universe. I want to feel sunshine on my skin , I want to meet new faces, go to places I never went. Unfammiliar places and unfammiliar faces. I want the world. I fucking hate limitations. It's like a big tentacles or a three eyes zombie. It's sticking in your life like a fucking glue. Sticky and difficult. It's unavoidable really, teen angst. I am an angst.