I need people.

I need music that’s loud for the sake of sound.

I need to dance.

I need to feel the warmth of someone next to me, dancing, screaming, jumping, living for the night.

I need to be near someone. Anyone. Several someones. Everyone.

I need you.

I need to get away from this empty house, and this messy room. I can’t even walk across the floor without stepping on anything, but it’s still to organized for what I need right now.

I need noise. Quiet. Light. Dark. Space. Entropy. Everything. Anything.

I need to leave this place and venture out.

I need to be anonymous. Known. Loved. Forgotten. Cared for.

I need chaos.