A week of Facebook status's

Monday
 
fix me
remix me
a bass line that will make me tipsy
without a single drop of whiskey 
I want the noise to make me dizzy  
if it's heavy
I'll go crazy
but that's the way i like it lately
so turn the volume up to eighty
because when the music is my lady
I'll be going all night baby
 
Tuesday
 
 I'm a junglist junkie
in need of some bass
so I turn up the volume
and imagine his face
as he's spinning those records
I'm swinging my hips
our eyes meet on the dance floor
he's been craving my lips
as we listen to the only music
that makes us feel like this
 
Wednesday
 
I can make sunshine out of storm clouds
I can make a dead light bulb glow
it's the gift that I've been given
because love is all I know
so if you're feeling shut in
and you can't walk another mile
come talk a little with me
and I'll gladly make you smile
 
Thursday
 
If you can't be
a good example
be a warning
out every weekend
until six in the morning
want to push you up
against a wall
and tell you how I feel
you didn't even realize
this illusion was real
but you better believe
I'm the party queen
and if you like it loud
you better party with me
 
Friday
 
when we get past the greed
the life we lead
will supersede
the normal breed
and come to see
that all we need
is love and weed
 
Saturday
 
LIFE Living Lavishly in Love with illusions of Litmus paper Logistics this Languid Liquid Leaving Lightning shaped Lines on my paper Intricately Isolated Ink blots Indicate Increased Ideological Impulse Frivolously Following Fixating passions creates a Fallacy of Fate Eventually Elastics of Enigmatic Emotions Entwine and Everyone Enjoys LIFE
 
Sunday
 
I had to put on my shoes today
the concrete jungle got its way
for a hippie soul in society
with a million places I'd rather be
the memory of dancing and touching the sky
from nine to five is what gets me by
i make money to find my heart
and Shambhala was just the start
of a journey to find my family
no the concrete jungle can't have me