i want to sing out loud. sometimes i daydream as a rockstar. the giant stage with blinding lights. the deafening screams of both hatred and worship thrown by random people whose faces i may not be seeing again the next morning. i want to paint my nails black and have them all randomly chipped simply because i jam too much on guitars like the legendary steve vai. whatever those adults may say to tear apart this argument of mine, i'd smile and sarcastically tell them all that "girls can dream, and i bet many of the young girls out there want to be somewhere between hayley williams and cory kennedy".
sometimes i want to break out the system and rebel as if i'm some mad person who had just broke free from the insanity ward. i want to evoke troubles and scream at the top of my lungs compelling some random angers. being kids were never valued by adults, they had something like "princess" written out in our tees as kids, in hopes that we'd all grow up as perfect princesses. showing expressions of annoyance were even worse. they taught us that being matured, or at least looks like it was all that mattered. trust me, i've been there and deeply annoyed more than once, and even until today i don't know if i should really thank them for the rapid grow of personality.
now and then every morning the views of future wake me up like natural alarms.
//photography by devina
mango denim jacket, shirt, necklace, and bag/ topshop tank top/ rusty shorts/ aldo boots
been listening to too much goo goo dolls lately. the paragraphs above were inspired by their 1995 song "naked", although my favorite remains smallville soundtrack "here is gone" and the classic 1998 hit "iris". what's your favorites from them?
happy sunday to all of you!! :)
