Is done. I would rather stay home then have to endure that again. Sigh. Every time I tell myself, I'll go out... it'll be fun, my girls are there, people I haven't seen in a while, whatever. And so I go. And I just remember why I rarely go out in the first place. What for? I don't like drinking anymore. I don't really like crowds. The places I go have shitty rap that I can't stand. There is no soul in these words and why am I paying to not have fun? To be fair, I do see some pretty cool cats that inspire me. And when I say pretty, they are pretty. And I can have fun sober.. in my own little mind, envisioning my own cozy home.. dancing around to another rhythm in my head.
Mailyne - Visual Art.Modeling.Photography.Video.Writing.
