Does it ever feel like you live in a house full of strangers? However, the outside world is as clueless too. Every bit of you that they’re supposed to know are the little truths they don’t.
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I only have cats living with me, and they know everything. Everything.
I find cats reliable. Maybe they’re supposed to know everything.
I always feel like I am living with the last people on earth I would ever want to. Like my life is meaningless and empty until I either lose them forever or commit. I’d rather die than know them.
How so? In my case, I’d rather be in this solitude than let my walls be broken down by the people that became the reason why they were put up in the first place.
Yes. I love playing in the mud and they would buy me make up. Like wtf
Playing in the dirt around here is how you get sick. So, maybe they weren’t wrong, either.
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Hello, there, in my past I used to have no friends and I was totally unknown. Even my family(including my mother didn’t know me). Now, I am still alone with some friends. But I remain unknown. And I hope it shall be so in the future.
Anyway, it feels very good to have a couple of friends! I am sure now. I had never tasted this in my cold and dark past.
I understand that. In some weird way, I might be in the same position too. I hope everything goes well for you.
But, now that you mention this, I’ve got a story like that as well.
Now, grey’s our favorite color. We became.. the ash.
Oh, it’s horrible! In the early days it was Barbies and Bratz dolls. Now, It’s just a seasonal candle if I’m lucky. Kudos to close knit families! It’s a treasure for sure.
When all you need is communication, you’re thrown to the wolves in a fugly sweater from some Aunt on Xmas. Values/pride but never true feelings in my family.
Cheers to another unjolly holidays.