One of my favourite ads – of all time

 

I’m not sure if I was even born during this time, but watching this leaves me with two thoughts – 1)I was born in the wrong generation,evidently, and 2)Michael Jackson,you are still undoubtedly the greatest  entertainer of all time!! I was smiling the whole way through, especially when the two did the little dance and lightly tugged at “THE” glove. I’m not one of those people who traveled miles and miles to watch MJ perform,but I am one of those who would probably pass out after a five second hug from him,yes on of the ones who would have to be surgically removed from him post-five second hug…

 

Did I mention that I am a HUUUUUUGGEEEE Michael fan?

Young,wild and free

 

(*insert statement in liking to -“I, in no way endorse the content of the lyrics or video displayed. “)

 

Whenever I hear this song when I am partying I get this feeling,this rush of …..youth! I don’t know how to describe it…this feeling of “let me BE MY AGE”…the lyrics that get me most – so what we get drunk,so what we get no sleep(censored version),we’re just having fun.we don’t care who sees,so what we g0 out,that’s how it supposed to be,living young and wild and free…

 

I want to live YOUNG,and WILD  and FREEEEEE!!! I don’t want to care who sees!!!  I want to!! Why? What do you mean why..? Because I want to,I should be!! Why? Umm…because…well..they said…that’s how it’s supposed to be…right?

My masochistic journey

Current number of times of being in love: 1(dragged out painful sharp time)

Current boyfriend: 1/2

Current number of pieces heart is in: 2 (slowly healing from the 234000)

Knights in shining armour who have turned out to be the devil incarnate,or  lesser evil: 1

Current poems about said fall knight: 20,000 (mostly unwritten)

Here is one that I have managed to write down…

 

“As I linger in between nothing and nowhere

I wait patiently for your answer…

I look around; I am alone, in the dark, again.

Here comes the familiar asphyxiation…pain.

My one last flicker of burning hope,

Deftly wiped out by the confirmation of your absence

They lied to me when they said no news is good news.

Deep, deep down, my insides churn, it starts to burn.

Deeper down, I already know you’re not coming.

Even deeper still, I know, I crave this.

I’m on the sure path to being a masochist.

 

Your complete disregard of my presence swiftly slices through my artery, jolting me awake,

shaking me from my numb existence, disrupting my even pulsation and all that is constant, my stability, my sanity.

The clean cut will heal, and all that will remain is a small ugly scar on my bruised aching heart.

Another reminder; when I almost had you”

Does this remind you of anyone?

Like a starved child, i’ll lick your sentence off the floor, those three words,i’m craving for…