I want instant gratification.
I want a rush.
I want an ego boost.
I want excitement.
I want joy.
I want dark situations.
I want dirty humor.
I want change.
I want cool.
I want beauty.
I want carelessness.
I want recklessness.
I want to get the fuck out of dreamland.
I want possession.
Inverse possession.
I want toxic subconscious captivity.
I want drama.
I want a story.
I want a thrill.
I want a breakneck pace.
I don't want to know what happens next.
I want the little girl inside me to giggle and jump and clap with ecstasy.
I want adrenaline to drive me insane.
I want to get in that car.
I want to blast that music.
I want to dance to my own fortune.
I want to drown in delusions of glamour.
I want to be the recipient of naughty stares.
I want to flush out the nerves with secret potions.
I want to be consumed.
I want that trip.
I want that secret.
I want that life.
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