the world is such a wonderful place when you're not on this planet.. you're off somewhere on a tangent, away from all the shit and fucked up people who infest earth.
your body is light, weightless; everyones smiling. the cold air rushes over your arms as you feel like your flying yet you are fully aware that both feet are firmly on the ground, except when you tip toe to reach that falling leaf thats gliding your way.
no time to contemplate, no time to think.
lights seem to drown you, noise surrounds you, faces flash by and mouths try to communicate

but you're too far away, far away from here. away from the civils of this scene, no worries, no names.
strangers and identities lost, you feel safe yet insecure of the past.

past, memories. 

intoxication sometimes makes you appreciate this world no matter how fucked everything is when your brain is stable and fully functional. i need/ want/ crave control. i sound like some power hungry bitch, haha.
i guess we all are in some way or another.

keep it reaaaaaaaaal,
annie