But then.
We stopped running if we didn't have any place to go; we stopped climbing if we thought we couldn't get any higher. We didn't apply to Columbia because we thought we couldn't get in. We abdicated the throne ourselves, took the crown off, placed the crown down, and stayed in one place. We were sold the promise of satisfaction, we wore the clothes of contentment, and when we were hungry, we ate, and then we weren't hungry anymore.
We fooled ourselves into believeing we had to have something to discover in order to embark upon great search. We fooled ourselves into believing there had to be music if we wanted to dance. We threw on clothes in the morning and tugged our shirts down over ample bellies in the eyes of lovers. We came home not because we wanted to exhale, but because we figured that was the last place to find on earth.
Desire for the sake of desiring. Want for the sake of wanting. Go hungry for the sake of feeling something. Get lost. Strip yourself to the skin, brush lightly against the dip of your stomach, the arch of your back, the mystery of your neck. Be familiar with the terrain of yourself without getting too bored. Leave the clothes on the floor.
Feel without reason, fuck without explanation, search without objective, create without models, write without outlines, love without conditions, read without page numbers, fly without crash targets, sing without sound, fall apart without tape, laugh withough jokes, live without design.
Wake up to a life you love to live.

Sometimes late at night
I lie awake and watch her sleeping
She's lost in peaceful dreams
So I turn out the lights and lay there in the dark
And the thought crosses my mind
If I never wake up in the morning
Would she ever doubt the way I feel
About her in my heart

If tomorrow never comes
Will she know how much I loved her
Did I try in every way to show her every day
That she's my only one
And if my time on earth were through
And she must face the world without me
Is the love I gave her in the past
Gonna be enough to last
If tomorrow never comes

'Cause I've lost loved ones in my life
Who never knew how much I loved them
Now I live with the regret
That my true feelings for them never were revealed
So I made a promise to myself
To say each day how much she means to me
And avoid that circumstance
Where there's no second chance to tell her how I feel

So tell that someone that you love
Just what you're thinking of
If tomorrow never comes

You get what you want; that's the scariest thing in the whole fucking world. You spend so much of your time bitching and rhapsodizing, desiring and wanting and panting every three seconds; so the minute it all stops, the minute you find a good real something in your hands, you can't help but start applauding, madly. Everything you want laid our before you? Shit.

"I'm not going to pay $7 for something I'm going to bleed on."--Cheriz...hilarious stuff.