foolish von foolish

why does it feel like i've been waiting for the day i feel like i can type about something else.
how weird.
but romance is my favorite subject hands down.

anyways,
i was driving home tonight and i felt just fine.
unlike other nights...

today i was listening to an opera that struck me in a way I felt like throwing all my things to the ground and run out screaming "YOU ARE KILLING ME". but that would make me look a little too crazy.
I forget the name and i don't feel like looking it up right now but there was a line that said
"remember me, remember but please forget my fate"

DAYUM that's deep. right? lol who cares.
that's what i like about art.
when i took a friend home we were talking about death. he said, if you were to die i wouldn't know what to do. i would read something you wrote at your funeral.
then i felt this pressure upon my chest and immediately i thought to myself, oh my goodness.
all i ever write about is petty fashion in lax motifs. is that what i will be remembered by?
I hope not.

i am still obessed with the song "little bit" by Lykke Li.
I think because at the peak of my infatuations I just wish my suitors would play along and just pretend to fall in love. I play a game where I meet someone that has me fall for them but I'm trying to stay in love forever. I just want you tonight, or for maybe a couple nights. But bottom line is, we will part ways and i will never see you the same.