my life

i was in the winter of my life, and the men I met

along the road were my only summer.At night I fell

asleep with visions of myself, dancing and laughing

and crying with them. Three years down the line of

being on an endless world tour, and my memories of

them were the only things that sustained me, and my

only real happy times. I was a singer not a very

popular one,I once had dreams of becoming a

beautiful poet, but upon an unfortunate series of

events saw those dreams dashed and divided like a

million stars in the night sky that I wished on over

and over again, sparkling and broken. But I didn't

really mind because I knew that it takes getting

everything you ever wanted, and then losing it to

know what true freedom is.When the people I used

to know found out what I had been doing, how I'd

been living, they asked me why - but there's no use

in talking to people who have home. They have no

idea what it's like to seek safety in other people for

home to be wherever you lay your head.I was always

an unusual girl. My mother told me I had a

chameleon soul, no moral compass pointing due north,

no fixed personality; just an inner indecisiveness

that was as wide and as wavering as the ocean...

And if I said I didn't plan for it to turn out this

way I'd be lying...

Because I was born to be the other woman.Who

belonged to no one, who belonged to everyone.

Who had nothing, who wanted everything, with a fire

for every experience and an obsession for freedom

that terrified me to the point that I couldn't even

talk about it, and pushed me to a nomadic point of

madness that both dazzled and dizzied me. Every

night I used to pray that I’d find my people, and

finally I did on the open road. We had nothing to

lose, nothing to gain, nothing we desired anymore,

except to make our lives into a work of art.Live

fast. Die young. Be wild. And have fun.

I believe in the country used to be.

I believe in the person I want to become.

I believe in the freedom of the open road.

And my motto is the same as ever:

"I believe in the kindness of strangers. And when

I’m at war with myself I ride, I just ride."

Who are you?

Are you in touch with all of your darkest fantasies?

Have you created a life for yourself where you can experience them?

I have. I am crazy. But I am free.

my life

avril lavigne

Posté le 12.07.2013 à 08:02 - : 6 : 393

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