Rest your head now little girl

Sometimes it's so funny to be mean. 

Some guys don't understand that they are not nice persons, that they aren't that good-looking, that not everyone wants to have sex with them. I believe it's good that someone brings them back to earth. This time it was me. I don't need assholes in my life and neither does anyone of my friends. 

Feel the beat, dance until your feet hurt. Don't care what happens around you. Just focus on that good feeling. Don't care. Enjoy. Smile. Close your eyes, forget the others. Enjoy.

I opened my eyes and saw new people. I smiled to them and continued dancing. I opened my eyes and those people had changed. They weren't same anymore. I continued dancing, got lost in the beat. Opened my eyes, there was different people again. Looked for S, found her. Good, she's alive. Maybe some water would be good. And back to the dance floor.

 I think we have been out little bit too much lately. I have started to recognize random people on the dance floor. People I have never seen anywhere else but in the bar. I remember that I have danced with them, they don't always remember me, but I remember them. I don't know their names or anything else, but I know how they dance. And it's enough for me.

Last time this happened when I was 18 years old. Back then I almost lived in the bars, so I knew everyone there. It's interesting to experience that all over again. Why is this place so small?

Love,

Ambivalent