I want to be here. Painting. Writing. Crying. Laughing. Screaming. Fighting. Doing whatever the fuck I want. Not being afraid of what to say. Never being silent. Smoking joints. Drinking coffee. Feeling whatever I want to feel. Whenever I want. Eating dinner with my hands. Staying awake all night. Sleeping all day. Climbing on to the roof and counting the stars. Building cubbies in the living room. Playing the loudest music. Climbing the trees outside. Crunching the Autumn leaves. Painting the walls. Not showering for days.
