InsaneJournal

Current mood:	peaceful
Current music:	I'm not your boyfriend, Baby.

Drum circle
"These children learn from cigarette burns, fast cars, fast women, and cheap drinks.
It feels right.
All these asphyxiated, self-medicated; take the white pill, you'll feel alright."

I heard this lyric on the way to drun circle tonight and realized how fucking true it is about halfway through the night. I just had to share that.

I went to drum circle. I've never felt so free. I was a wallflower at 8:30 and by 11 I was drumming, dancing, chatting with strangers, and feeling that everything in life will be just fine. I loved it so much. You have no idea.
I'm different now.
I don't know how, but I know that it's true.


I love you.