little lifeMature

Sometimes I wish I spent more time collecting scars.  That my life were more exciting, more of an adventure; where I traversed dangerous paths and faced myself and the shadows lurking behind me, always in my peripheral vision.  I wish this little life was bigger, grander, more exhilarating.  That I gathered stories that I could tattoo onto myself in vivid colors, things to look back on and remember.

Instead, my heart gathers dust in this quiet ribcage.

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