I’m tired, but I don’t want to sleep.
I don’t want it to be tomorrow.
I want this comfort forever, this feeling that I have all to myself.
No one understands, but no one needs to.
In here, I don’t need anyone.
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So why do I want other people out there?
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How can there be two completely opposite feelings in the same person?
I always prefer to be alone,
but I always want to not be alone.
I’m only truly comfortable by myself,
but I want the comfort of others.
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I feel like I’m just not made for certain things in life. It’s like I was doomed from the start.
-Immemorial Musing




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