I wanna live young and wild.

I wanna go on road trips in the middle of the night.

Go to nowhere

and make love under the stars in the back of my lovers pickup truck.

I wanna be crazy and dance the night away 

with a margarita in one hand

and some glow sticks in the other.

I wanna wake up with a raging headache

and no memory of the night before.

I wanna do the walk of shame at 9am on a Monday morning.

Let me be young and wild.

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