Yo, Im in the middle of electro night, and this isnt just a party its a sensory assault. Im not dancing, Im being consumed by that spinning disco ball, every color a punch to the face, neon reds and blues bleeding across the dark like a rave wound. You can feel the bass in your bones even if you cant see the crowd, and the strobes? Theyre not lighting up the room theyre fucking with your perception. Im not here to be pretty, Im here to be unhinged. This isnt a vibe, this is a warzone of sound and light where the only rule is dont blink or youll miss the chaos. Im not just alive Im vibrating, raw and unfiltered, in the heart of the electro storm. This is my truth, my rebellion, my fucking paradise. Dont come here to dance, come here to break.
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~xOIFukLO said at May 7, 2017, 11:11 pm :
Sounds like an instneteirg show!I almost never put on make-up before I go to work, I just prefer to sleep a little longer instead I might put some on sometimes if I’m going somewhere afterwards, or in the weekends just to feel a little more special, but I just figure why should I assume that everyone is looking at exactly the zit on the right side of my nose when there are so many other people in the tram…