Maybe it's my new surroundings,
in a city-state that lingers on an "eat your heart out" aire of has-been youth
These beaches were once beautiful, clean and safe
And now they are worn and forgotten.
Only the plush beaches survive and you haven't made it until you have the best of the best
Remember the nights when your friends went out, and you felt like you were going to miss an important social opportuinty?
Remember the feeling of being unallowed
Remember boredom and people telling you 'no'
Remember when you wanted to see your favorite bands but they told you no
Remember when you missed out
Remember when you stayed sober and saved your money
Remember when you were ready to be 21 when you were 16
Remember getting ahead of yourself, and into a lot of trouble
Remember waiting
Waiting to turn a certain age, to act a certain way, and do certain things.
Don't forget the first half of your life, the one you anticipated the second half of your life.
Don't give up youth for a life of car payments, loans and rent and dating, bars and stationary life.
Don't give up on the spirit you were born with, and the desire to move and move and be the best you can
Don't get tired or bored, and if you do, change it right away.
Don't be afraid to love unconditionally and fearlessly
Don't be afraid to let someone love you back.
Get tattoos, and don't worry about the implications, people wil like you anyways, and if they don't, their loss.
Keep your edge,
Don't listen to different music for other people
Remember where you came from: Mountains, trees, punk rock and instruments
when you feel like shit, take it outside and let your mother take counsel
A letter to my future self,
stay weird,
desirée
