mood: innebriated happiness.
state i'm in: drunken epiphanies.
tune: stars on 54 "if you could read my mind", at the beat.
at some point you realise...
you can't possibly have the best you could ever want... so the best you could ever have, becomes the most you could ever want.
you realise they were all hollywood delusions... and that delusions are false, whilst reality can become oh so sweet.
what you have is the best, and what you wanted was nothing but a pile of dog shit. some seem born with the knowledge to make such a judgement, while others have to learn through trial and error.
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You wrote this while you were at the Beat? LoL. Someone must have been totally unentertained! The last time I went there I left pretty quickly - I can't really stand it anymore.
hehe, nah i was home by then. lol
but they played that song and it was just stuck, going round and round in my head.
in regards to the beat, and the ability to have fun there, all i can say is thank goodness for alcohol.
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