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Sometimes, you know.
There's a certain solace to be derived from being alone that honestly, nothing, or no one, for that matter, could replicate.
It was beautiful.
And now it is not.
I've learned not rely on people so much anymore.
I want to see the world and forget this place.
I don't ask for much.. But this is starting to become pathetic, at best.
Who the fuck am I kidding? I dread being alone.