Remember how I said there were dreamer people and the idealists?
We're the dreamer people darling.
Growing up is stupid, preposterous.
What's even the point?
To go to school for the first 22 years of your life and do nothing but work for a "nice" paycheck that will never satisfy your wants.
Maybe needs.
I look around at the things I see and they're so **** beautiful.
No wonder adults are always so tired.
Were all burnt out from the last 20 or 30 years of a youth.
The most common misunderstanding is that we actually have a youth.
Youth is fun, youth is doing anything you wish whenever you wish.
Instead were thrown into a society where everything has order, everything has a plan.
The only thing they can't control are the dreams my intellect holds.
My bones ache for the great beyond.
I want to see God.
I want to listen to God whisper to me in the winds.
I want no means of communication or outside people.
I would be honored to meet the beautiful people of this world on my endeavors but not the cookie cutter bunch I found myself constantly surrounded by.
I need new.
I need now.
I need to get out of here.
For a very long time with him.
I want no plans.
Only the ones for the day I imagine with him.
I want to marry him tomorrow and begin to lives.
Be spontaneous because there isn't enough of it in my life.
Marry him and tell the whole world.
Be madly in love and do nothing but what makes us happy.