03 4 / 2010
Why does being alone seem like the best company I’ve ever had?
The liberation withing my loneliness is so beautiful it pains me. Is it because I do not know how to be a friend or a lover that I like being alone? Is it because the human race is such a disgrace? Is it because I think I am too good for others to walk at my side? Is it because I am fear I am not good enough?
Why can’t I understand these things? I’ve grown too content in my lonely solitude and confusion.
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