▼Dreamer▼

Love is becoming nonexistent due to people like you, people who lie about who they truly want and settle for someone who can bring them a temporary high. Well I’m done with love. Im beginning to believe its all a fairytale feeling of a temporary emotion that can be easily erased with time and logic.

I absolutely adore the feeling of adrenaline coursing through my veins, being able to feel my heart beat faster and faster in my chest. It’s like the summer when you embrace all of your wildest teenage dreams for the first time and get the taste of euphoria that keeps you coming back for more. It’s like your first swig of vodka, the burn being not too much to handle, but just enough to let you know that you could easily slip over the edge if you really wanted to. That anxious feeling of running free through the streets on those warm summer nights in your tattered flip flops and hoping to God that boy makes the first move so you won’t have to. The pain that adrenaline could possibly bring is addicting in itself… Similiar to crashing on a dirtbike because you made too sharp of a turn but having that faint desire of always wanting to do it again just to feel yourself flying through the air for that split second. I long for the days where i can escape the repetitive environment that I call my school. I’m silently screaming out for the excitement of unknown possibities and unopened memories. Four weeks and I’ll be free from the black and white lens in which I currently see the world in. I see a small flicker of color as the temperature begins to change and the days become longer, and at the end of the tunnel I’ll see my utopian three month dream I call Summertime.