do u ever just love the way the night air smells?
i'm after a month or so of being happy just with watching tv series and being on tumblr and not talking to anyone and tonight i went outside and i was struck by the strong need of being wild. considering i don't think i still have any friends to hang out with, i just took a bike, headphones, cigarette, awful outfit and flip-flops and rode and people i passed by had to be kinda suprised cause i looked ugly but i didn't care i just really wanted them to know i like them. i was listening to arcade fire (aaa uuuhh THUMPA THUMPA THuMPA VRFRAGKAFDVCDQPOMXAKJEWAKGOERGOKGEB) and i just felt so good. sometimes i act like a happy idiot and it's fun, sometimes like a normal person and it's still fun and sometimes like a depressed one and it's still fun and sometimes i act like a happy idiot and i'm sad or like a normal person and i'm sad or act like a depressed person and i'm depressed indeed and i don't really know why i act like i do and why i feel the way i do. i don't know who i am. a mental or a decent man? a nerd or someone who only cares about fun with others? a gay, straight, bi? future writer, an engineer or a coach? a catholic, atheist or a buddhist? all i know is that it's fun; changin faces in front of a mirror. life's a mess and i'm really into it.
you may not love me but i love myself, i'm cool. you may not love yourselves but i love you, you're cool. we may not love our lives (or hate it) but it's lame.
be open, be young, be proud. do what you want because no one really cares, and even if they do, they'd better mind their own business.