a compulsive smile

. . . sitting on a carousel ride without any music or light.. everything was closed at coney island and I could not help from smiling. .

this is me.
this is my voice.
it is ben’s but mine as well.

THIS is why people live
THIS is why beauty still exists
BECAUSE of people with this VOICE
BECAUSE of people who run
and look
and sing
and dream
and FUCKING CRY because its so DAMN BEAUTIFUL.