I am feeling lonely.
Like hopelessly lonely.
Kind of in a dangerous place lonely.
I will be fine. I know I will be.
I have spent most of my life alone.
I was a loner even as a kid.
And I am tired of it.
And I wish something would change.
But I am terrified that nothing will change.
I just feel so broken sometimes.
And sometimes I am alone so much that I am not sure that I even exist.
10:52 p.m. - 2016-01-21
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