this one third is filled with joy, drunk, laugh, bitter, tears, sadness, forever parties, immaturity, excitement, anger, danger, sweet, sour stir it all up. Juvenile delinquent is the perfect description.
so what now? shit happens and out of nowhere i start to completely fall in love with classical. Of all electronics and band sound and progressives that'd i'd been listening for my whole life then tschaikovsky came to my dreams and bam! Its a whole new genre.
then of course i heard the bells ringing. deng deng deng deng deng deng deng deng! hahaha i am in my thirties and its legit to have this thought, no? :) I lived a fucking exciting first part of life, maybe its time to move on and try to become a mature woman. Found someone i truly love, i think!(and no not the guy who sent me letter with flowers and leaves. no way) Its amazing isn't it that there's this sudden moment in life lightening struck and bam he's there. shit! is it the time to get up close and personal? i don't know but the idea of a 'togetherness' start to gather. and as a good friend always quote, live it up and try to leave a proud legacy, unquote.
not knowing whats going to happen next, but keep exciting and keep loving!
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