I want to fall in love and know that that feeling speaks familiarity and comfort. I want it to be summer. I want sunshine and tazo tea lemonade. I want to be able to extricate from all pessimism even if it means letting go. I want to "find my own peace." I want to go to more shows. I want to make new friends. I want the unexpected. I want to know I have real friends. I want to wear white dresses. I want to live life to the fullest. I want to indulge in risks and rebellion. I want to get my tattoos done. I want to get more piercings. I want to go to california. I want to date a rockstar. I want to read more books. I want to make more art and stop procrastinating. I want my motivation back. I want more days filled with amusement and tons of laughter. I want to go to Playland and eat cotton candy. I want to feel pretty more often. I want to know that life gets better after high school. I want to know if I'll ever break free of unnecessary drama. I want to move to another country. I want to go back to India. I want to travel and have amazing adventures with my friends. I want to cuddle and spoon. I want someone to write me a song. I want to be free. I want more drunken nights venturing the streets at 3 am. I want hipbone to hipbone. I want to have sex. I want to stop feeling doubtful. I want to get over my fears and insecurities. I want to feel alive. I want to know that I haven't wasted my youth. I want to go visit Alex in NZ. I want to see Hannah, Abby, Emily and Frisco. I want to go shopping in NYC. I want a ginger kid, basically.
I want too much. I dream too often. I never get anything done. What is this? Summer fever? Too many things are happening and I don't know if I like it.
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