December 2011
I like being alone.
I like drinking coffee alone, and reading alone.
I like riding the bus alone, and walking home alone.
It gives me time to think, and set my mind free.
I like eating alone, and listening to music alone.
But when I see a mother with her child;
A girl with her lover;
Or a friend laughing with their best friend;
I realize that even though I like being alone
I don’t fancy being lonely.
everyone: it's just a book
you: YOU KNOW NOTHING
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When people interrupt me while I'm reading
They expect my reaction to be something like:
When really, my reaction is something like:
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