Jul 12, 2007 01:30
My bones are sore, but the adrenaline keeps pumping. I love that first breath of fresh air after you've been closed in on by a variety of shapes and sizes in a dimly light club. The atmosphere, the passion, although it tends to get obnoxious, blows my mind every time. A natural high.
Strangers travel miles, and the familiar faces are around every corner, everyone uniting with the same drive. And we all connect; Slamming or being slammed into by one another, pressing up against a stranger until you can't tell whether that's your sweat or theirs on your face, and screaming lyrics at the top of your lungs as the crowd jumps all around.
Nights like tonight are what it's all about.
let's be forever and forever be free