If only ravers could remember the joy they felt when dancing with their eyes closed, not seeing, not judging. Loving, for that instant, themselves, their lives and those around them even if they were strangers, newcomers, or old-timers wearing last year’s outfit or dancing last year’s dance. They loved them, during that dance, during that song, during that rush, because they assumed those around them were experiencing the same joy they were experiencing. With a simple smile their existence was validated; for at that most vulnerable, intimate and blissful moment, they were acknowledged and allowed to feel more liberated than ever before. If ravers remembered that moment all day every day, perhaps they could live their lives not having to go to raves to be a raver. (via nessxquick, c0ckprincess) Saturday Feb 2 @ 03:31am 231 notes
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