I exist.
I want people, real people in my life.
I dont mind if they live across the other side
of the world or next door, I just want real people. People who have lifes, and are simply just alive. People who will tell me about thier problems, and flaws, and families, and routines, and lives. People with and real, genuine personalities. Lately I have found people try to be something they think I will like, some edited, advertisment of themselves. Sometimes I prefer the company of complete strangers to people in my life, because at least they exist.
So, anyone...
I dont mind if they live across the other side
of the world or next door, I just want real people. People who have lifes, and are simply just alive. People who will tell me about thier problems, and flaws, and families, and routines, and lives. People with and real, genuine personalities. Lately I have found people try to be something they think I will like, some edited, advertisment of themselves. Sometimes I prefer the company of complete strangers to people in my life, because at least they exist.
So, anyone...