I Like You.

The music blares, the dance floor bounces and peoples hands are thrown in the air in celebration.

Mazey. The one time of the year that it's okay to end up at Sound (the local night club). Anything goes and everyone is happy and intoxicated. 

Words aren't needed, communication is done through our moved on the dance floor, and thank goodness too because I doubt people have much to say beyond drunkern slurs of "I love you" and other profanities. We're here to have fun, we're here to let our hair down and what a better way to do it than at a town carnival. 

So here are some picture and my song of the night. Love you Lorde

400 Lux - Lorde

"We're never done with killing time, can I kill it with you, till our veins run red and blue....."

"We come around here all the time, got a lot to not do, let me kill it with you...."

"You pick me up and take me home again, head out the window again, we're hollow like the bottles that we drank....."

 

"You drape your wrists over the steering wheel, pulses can drive from here, we might be hollow but we're brave...."

 

 

"And I like you..."

 

 



 

"I love the road where the houses don't change..."

 

 

"And I like you ..."

 

 

 

"Where we can talk like there's something to say..."

 

 

 

"And I like you, I'm glad that we stopped kissing in the dark on the highway, we move in between the streets, I'd like it if you stay...."

 

 

 

"We're never done with killing time, can I kill it with you...?"

 



 



"Till our veins run red and blue."

Peace Out.