trying;

Your little words and snippets mean the earth to me.
But sometimes, I can’t help it—it isn’t enough. I want more, I want it piled up in materialistic lumps that are worth nothing in reality, I want it praising me so I have something to show for, I just want—
But that’s ignorant, that’s selfish, that’s ungrateful of me—I should be happy with what I have, shouldn’t ask for more.





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