Whether I want to think about you, or not. I still do. You’re like the sweetest poison that I gladly took. I’m infected in every area of my body, and I still can’t get enough. What a beautiful overdose that is LA.
I’ve always loved the smell of chaos, right before it starts…
There’s an indescribable feeling of calmness, for example before a storm hits. That’s basically what if feels like being in LA. You’re like surrounded by this constant feeling of pre-catastrophe. Nothing happens really, probably because everything is happening at the same time. So it’s just like a million-people buzzing, and the chillness in the air, is the result of it.
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 ! 💋
Here we are in beautiful Santa Monica again ! With a stunning view on some famous houses : you’ve probably already seen them in GTA, or you recognize the Barbie house…
It was a really foggy day, which you get quite often in LA because of the pollution, but the temperature was just so nice and perfect. I actually like those moody days the most, because they’re the chillest.
LA is usually perceived like this big beautiful place, with beautiful people, and always gorgeous weather… and it’s not really like that in real life. Hollywood made it a dreamy postcard, but living here is just not easy. Especially if you have dreams. This tarantula of a city has its ways of crushing them if you can’t make it, and that’s really traumatizing to say the least. Because you’re still surrounded by the Hills, and the pressure of all of the lights, and the celebrities that you run into.
For me it’s inspiring. All of it. The despair, the dirt, the shiny things, the fake people, the amazing talents, and the list goes on… the incredible memories that I make there, are like fuel for me. It’s the prettiest and most soul-crushing place I know, and for that I love it. The stars have me.