Love Is.....Going to some tiny, dark, smokey metal club, you have a couple of friends with you, the music throbs out of the speakers and suddenly every single person in that room becomes one, the floor is soaking wet with sweat and drink and grime, everybody is friends with everybody, everybody gets it. Fu cking awesome. Your clothes are sticking to you, your boots are sticky and dirty but still the metal goes on. Love those times. Love the Metal.
empleh 26-30 2 Responses 2 Sep 10, 2010