Learning To Be Alone

You know what I hate when people say you need to learn to do it alone. Like its not common for people to want to do things with people like mankind wasn't design to have companionship. Like its natural to consistently be alone and be happy about it a thousand percent of the time. Like its bad to want someone to want you around.

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