I am an idealist; a scavenger of potential. I get lost in the endless possibilities, and their spectrums. I get swallowed up by fantasies of how thing could be.
I store all my hope in empty gestures. I assume too much, I feel too strongly. I’m too sincere, too easily trusting, too easily excited, too ready to live.
I have that twisted feeling
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