12 A.M.

12 A.M. // Wanderlust

Wanderlust.

n. a strong desire to travel.

“I need to move around a bit. To shuffle my surroundings. To wake up in cities I don’t know my way around and have conversations in languages I cannot entirely comprehend. There is always this tremendous longing in my heart to be lost, to be someplace else, to be far far away from all this.”

Beau Taplin // V a c a t i o n

Im Stormy, and I have dreams to leave this small town behind me. I want to go to California, and be free. I want to just pack up my stuff one day and leave with someone I love. Im dreaming of being on the open road and laughing, so care free as we leave our past memories and mistakes behind. Every single state we pass through is just a further step to leaving it all behind, just a step closer in the right direction. Everyone that haunted our lives, every single person will be forgotten about.

“Fuck you if you love a car for its paint job, love you if you love a car for the road trip. Show me the miles and your arms and the pink scar where your doctor had to pull out the bone chips because you were pressing the gas just a bit hard right in the moment when the road turned a bit sharp, when you woke up somebody was unclipping your seat belt and pulling you from the open window of your flipped car.”

Watsky // S l o p p y  S e c o n d s

I have wanderlust, so I made a bucket list, to do before my life ends

Get kissed

Party

Get out there and be known

Fall in love

Be married

Get a tattoo

Get kissed on the Ferris wheel

Go to the fair with a significant other

Kiss while fireworks happen

Swim with dolphins

Road trip to Cali

I want to be wild and reckless

I want to go to france

I want to go to tons of concerts and music festivals

I want to meet vloggers and my inspirations

It’s lame and horrible cliche but aren't we all?

“Wake me up when it’s all over, when I’m wiser and i'm older. All this time I was finding myself and I didn't know I was lost.”

Avicii // W a k e   M e   U p

I just feel trapped here, I don't really care if people know me or not, I just want to explore the world.

I don't want to live in fear of being judged for every little thing.

I want to get away from my life here, and start over. So, I guess I do quite fancy the idea of not being known.

I remember when I would literally fantasize about leaving as soon as i turn 18. I have about 23 days and 4 years until I'm free to just.. go. I remember how I would sit and plan out what money would go where.

At least it was something to help me get through the day.

“And there is not a single place that I would rather be. I'm fucked up just like you are and you're fucked up just like me.”

Watsky // S l o p p y   S e c o n d s

In five years I want to be in California with someone I love. I want to be free and explore. I want to love.

I want a tattoo, I need to be free.

I hope i'm doing something creative with my life. Art, Film making, anything so I can be free at work too.

I want to be in a neat apartment, with a small bathroom, a kitchen, livingroom, and one bedroom. The bedroom i'd share with my love. Id want to have the neatest things ever, and never get bored of life. If we wanted to we'd take a day trip to Vegas, the beach, anywhere.

I want to be madly in love, my highschool sweetheart. Wed have our fights, like every couple does. But it would be over the silliest stuff ever.

i'm a hopeless romantic, sue me.