There's something horrid about being alone, isn't there. The way silence and loneliness just seeps into your mind and soul and nothing like a film or music or a good book can keep your mind of it. It eats you up, fogging up everything and soon you're just under the covers sobbing and crying and just wanting everything to go away.
What is it?
Depression?
How do you live a life in which you need to be surrounded by someone, anyone, (interesting), all the time? Every single minute of your waking time.
You don't.
xoxo
Amelia.
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