The more I realize I really am alone. Yes, there are a few people who I love and feel understand me, but sometimes, I’ll be sitting in a group of people, and I’ll feel so alone. The conversation is meaningless, and I’m sitting in this circle of people who are lying to one another, being fake to one another, and it makes me wonder if we all do this - if we all pretend, because that’s better than being alone. I don’t find interest in what most people do, and sometimes I don’t understand the jokes that people make. And while I do enjoy hanging out with a few good friends and just letting loose sometimes, I don’t understand how somebody could make that their entire life - getting belligerently drunk every weekend and hooking up with random guys, I don’t see the appeal. I don’t see the meaning in it. I want to know that there is more to the human mind, something beyond these teenage tendencies - I want to meet somebody who can thrill me and make me think, intrigue me with their words and thoughts. I need this, I need to feel like I’m not alone in this.
boom.^
you’re not alone in this.
