WPL,S!

When the world suddenly stopped turning and all you can hear is your heartbeat, you lose all sense of self-control. You say the things you did not imagine would come out of your mouth. Your eyes focus on one thing (or person) and the rest blurs in the background. You bite your tongue while in the process of composing a sentence worthy enough to be heard. Overrated butterflies in your stomach flutter their wings endlessly. You feel your knees wobble. You find that there is no balance in this world as you see yourself falling. HARD.

I wish I could be on top of a mountain, enjoying a scenic view. Or floating in a vast sea somewhere. All I want to hear right now is either the swaying of the leaves in a hundred trees or the dancing waves in the ocean. I am tired of hearing my conscience. Yes, hearing. Not listening to. Once again, I became impulsive. The zombies ate my brain. Hence; my brain is no longer functioning. I act foolishly. I defied them.

Still, thank you. To Aphrodite who messed up my serious plan of straightening out my fucked up life, I summon Dionysus' wine and raise my glass to Olympus.

FUCK YEAH.