I tried, and failed. I wanted to be the most docile person I could be. But Now I'm going to explode. I simply can't live the life I love without being extreme in the oddest of ways. Without being myself in a way that no one can deny or without chasing be dreams with all my strength. I will be calm. i will be loving and compassionate and soft. But I will be static energy, living in the corners of the universe tat no one ever dusts. I am life. I am love. I am everything I want and everything I need. I will breathe every breath like it is my first and my last. I will see every light like it welcomes me to Heaven. I will taste all food as if I am starving. Savor each scent as if it is new. I need people to understand that I am more than I seem. That I'm strong in a way that they don't see. That I am spectacular. And that all starts with me.
Failure feels delicious.
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