i’ve always considered myself an aspirational ghost. not in the sense that i wish i were dead, but in the sense that when i do die, i hope i get to be a ghost. i hope i get to linger a little longer in this world, because i love it so much. i hope i get to haunt a house, or a loved one, or a particle of light (moving faster than ever before). this is the kind of greed that makes its home in me.
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