ALONE (Nymfia's dairy)

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I am not depressed neither sad. I just don't see what's so exciting.

Maybe it's because I was always unnecessarily excited over small things.

I think I used all my energy irrationally.

Now its gone.

Not that I want it back.

I used it on trash.

Now I preserve most of it for the right person. Is there a right person?

I do think about the right person.

I got one once.

But I loved me more.

So, I let them go. Being alone is my medicine.

They say too much medicine can kill you.

For me I am just in the addiction stage.

It hasn't gotten that far.

Yet.

Or maybe it did kill me? Maybe I am dead?

I would never know.