The Thoughts of an almost 30 year old stuck in teenage angst and existential crisis
if her future goes as planned.
I'll change my name to Felixand run away to join the circus. the TRAVELING circus. I wont let anyone find me. Or maybe I'll just stow away with Funtastic Carnivals next apple blossom. See where that takes me. Start over in a new city. I like that idea.
I wanna taste heaven on my lips, So baby come on and give me one sweet kiss.