Age 19. I’m high on life. In fact, I’m not sure if I have ever been this happy. I just moved out of my parent’s house and I’m about to enter my second semester of college. I usually get complex with my words in order to express my senses but this one is beyond grasp, I wont box it up in a jar and dissect it. Nope, instead I’m going to enjoy it and let it burn my inner being, tear my heart’s muscles apart. Life is great.
