I'm a high hoper

Laugh at me.Yes,laugh at me and try to land me back on earth,try to cut my wings,try to make me happy with missery.
See me flying,see my whole self beating on another frequence,following another rythm,singing different tunes.I'm no poetess,I'm just another frustrated being roaming this world looking for her place but honestly,I just don't fit in.I used to get drepressed about it but deep inside,why fitting in such dreadful madness when my own fullfills me? Good or bad but still mine? Still me?
This is a secret no one will be told while I share it with the whole world,going to extremes has been always be my speciality.
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Take it or leave it.
Is this a dare or a double dare?

Waiting is a whore
Well,bring it on.

Thrill me.

Heal you.

There's only one way

Yes,only one way

Will you eat my cancer when I turn back?

More than that.

The more,the merrier.
If you win,I let you eat my heart.
If you lose,my hunger will be still unsatisfied
As always.

I'm a high hoper..so fucking WHAT?