Fulfillment is necessary.
Joy is irrevocable.
Intellectual stimulation is sexy.
Love is liberalized.
I am kind of a hippie. I drink 'bucha, not beer. I prefer food that I picked out of the ground. I want to dance around in my undies, all the time. One of my greatest desires is to live on a farm with a community of likemindeds with unique skills who want to love on each other all the time.
I want to............
Go play at the park, or walk around the city and be silly. I want to yell in the street because I just can't contain my joy, and you find it endearing that I have a hard time talking about myself at times, in the beginning. I want to talk about the world. How we see it, what makes us happy, what we question, what we want to run from, but we don't because we know what that feeling really is.
I want to look inside your head. And I want to see you. I want to grab some fruit at the store and run around the mall laughing at the illusions and ridiculously saddening truths this world holds, because sometimes I just need to laugh a little, probably to keep from crying when I hold the cold hard truth up and take a good look. I want to hear about how you see it. I want to learn and learn, never stop learning because it feels so good and because we have all the time in the world. And one day, I wanna come across someone who can really look at me and see...me.