live fast, die young, be wild.

Simply put, I still need to find a way to validate my existence. Or dispel my guilty conscience to put forward self destruction.

I got my red dress on tonight, dancing in the dark in the pale moonlight. Done my hair up real big beauty queen style. High heels off, I’m feeling alive.

(Source: yourgirlcarmen, via nicotineandallyourfadeddreams)