&I want these days to go by as slowly as possible. Let the day break later & make the nights longer & cooler. Let me be able to sneak out of the house & enjoy cruising down the busied streets. Let me talk on the phone & laugh over stupid shit. Let me read & daydream & write. I want to pour all of this into the world's biggest glass bottle & get myself drunk everyday when all of this ends, so I can keep it forever. Don't let my heart break & don't let the ice cream melt. Please don't let the days pass me by too quickly because I do not want to see the kids that walk in the hall everyday or smell the scent of a locker yet [hell dominates at that little place]. If it rains, I want to run outside & splash in it by myself. At the moment, I feel pretty damn close to infinite.