𝗉𝗈𝖾𝗍𝗋𝗒.

𝟛𝟡. 𝗦𝗲𝗹𝗳𝗶𝘀𝗵 𝗚𝗿𝗲𝗲𝗱.

I'm so selfish.
I want it all.
All the attention, all the praise.
All the sympathy, all the reasons to be the best.
What can't I be the best?
I'm jealous of who is all better than me.
I want to be the best.
I have no want or desire to limit myself to one task.
To one thing to do,
One thing to accomplish, one thing to be the best at.
I push myself to do more then I can chew, more things than I can handle.
More things I can handle to simply have the feeling of someone to acknowledge me.
I want it all.
~ E, what's so bad about wanting it all?