December 2010
18 posts
In a wonderful way
I am lonely in a wonderful way. There are a lot of people around me. They have decided just to exist until they die. They laugh about things that aren’t funny, just to laugh, because nothing in their miserable existents gives them a real reason to laugh, to be happy. They tell the same story over and over, because they have no new stories to tell. They talk just to hear their own voice, not...
