Live like you mean it

" 'Live like there is no tomorrow!' What a joke! That phrase exists only because we never live like that, like there is no tomorrow. We never live like we mean it. We make priority lists, we memorize our duties and, ultimately, we end up living like we imagine we should, like we end up, like others mean us to..." and she closed the blue notebook with a bang. What if she is only selfish? Yeah, like when she bought this notebook. She spent a lot of money on it, with it's painted covers, so beautiful. She feels like one of those painters who sleep with their models saying 'in order to create beauty I must be surrounded by it' blurring the line between I paint for art-I paint to get laid. "Eugh", she thinks. But she better not fall into these discussions. She has a challenge to win and it implies no sleep and lots of dancing.
" 'Boooy one day you'll be a...' man", she whispers with the song. His beer bottle shivers on the sound box and the lights dance on the surface of the liquid inside it, just like her nerves. He couldn't be further away than right there, in front of her, because it's like the first time she sees him, now that she must prepare to say goodbye.
" 'Smile like you mean it' ...like live you f****** mean it". And her breath stopped...and then life was meant to be lived...one kiss at a time.
On the night she should have lived to get to tomorrow, she found herself ignoring that next day. Still, the problem with stealing a moment in time is exactly that. It's only a moment.
The sun is rising. She won the challenge and stayed up until the morning, but she is a thief, she is selfish, she is still singing.

While browsing for the song this caught my eye. Duuuuuude!