Firework human.

People have described me as intense. Like a forest fire you can’t put out. I just spread myself all over, wrapping everyone with my warmth until they’re on fire with me too. A crowd of people living big.

I’m just running around screaming “HELLO I AM HERE LET ME PULL YOU INTO MY GRAVITATIONAL PULL SO WE CAN GO TO OUTER SPACE”

I fear sometimes maybe one day I’ll like someone and they’ll be like “okay you’re being too loud. Too vivacious. Too bright. Can you please settle down? You’re giving me a headache looking at you”

Signed, every single person I’ve ever dated 💔

But I can’t help but be intoxicating. A human firework exploding continuously with no intention of burning out.

Isn’t that what life is meant to be? A life of irresponsible risk so we don’t die with a bunch of regrets smothering us on our death bed?

Ordinary? I’ve never heard of it.

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