too malleable. always this fear! finding myself taken by too many types of people. finding myself taking a liking to things at ends. or are they? see, even know i dont know. being safe - i dont want that, i know that much. but being too sculpted. im not sure thats even possible at this point, for im too far along in my life not have some certainties. but i scare myself when i see myself connect with people i dont really like. i can take something from that though, i suppose. and im more scared to miss what i love because i dont have this courage to sort of experience full throttle. or maybe im just different - molded by the insecurities of an uneven and unforgiving world.
too early for this! but im gonna think on it for a bit and expand.
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