I always thought there was something wrong with me.
I’ve never actually felt love for anyone, not even my parents.
But, I can be the most emotional person.
I fake love.
I have sex in love’s place.
I welcome death, but I’m too much of a coward to do it myself.
I surround myself with people.
I’ve never felt more lonely.
I am truly alone.
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You put into words what I feel daily. If only I knew the way out, I would tell you, but I am still stuck in that labyrinth of loneliness too.
I’m lonely, and a loner, but I dislike the majority of people and don’t want to be around them at all. I wish I could just be satisfied with being on my own but I can’t.