Some days I feel alone, other-days I’d rather be alone. Some days I want to move out and make friends, other days I question these things, do I have to? does it matter?
I really do love my space, I have few friends. I have never been scared of being alone, it gets lonely sometimes but I don’t mind anymore, am I becoming a recluse because I find myself not even caring for company, the only company I really want isn’t available and I just can’t bring myself to invite other people to my corner. Continue reading