LA, you are driving me crazy… but no matter what happens, I don’t want to go far away.
The end of my vacay is nearing, and I just hate knowing that fact. There’s no place in this whole wide world, where I’d rater be depressed and sarcastic. Something about this city makes me feel like I’m normal… probably because no one is, so that’s the actual “normal” here. Just being yourself, you exist in layers, and people praise you for it. Gosh, I wish this was the case where I live.
Whenever I’ll need to feel my normal-self again, I’ll just be right back at ya ! 💋