french kissing
i am so completely inspired. i thought that all the butterflies in my stomach had died and left a dead place in me, but they are fluttering again and this time there is not any outside restistance that matters. I leave in three months, regardless.... time and place do not matter....this time, is my time and i want to jump. i wish that time was not so relevent to reaction. that when i felt like eating i would, that night would not be for sleeping but rather for dancing...that morning and day would be nap time and relaxation time, that breakfast would just be a meal. that my clock was broken and the calendar gone. im sure i will experience this in paris.
music is the very center of almost all my inspiration, i wish i knew what i did when i was five, i can and will learn again. to be able to play what i think up. to incorporate the sounds i hear everyday into songs to put me to sleep or to make me smile while i walk down whatever road or place i am. im so excited and scared.....i wouldnt have it any other way.
music is the very center of almost all my inspiration, i wish i knew what i did when i was five, i can and will learn again. to be able to play what i think up. to incorporate the sounds i hear everyday into songs to put me to sleep or to make me smile while i walk down whatever road or place i am. im so excited and scared.....i wouldnt have it any other way.