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I don't understand people.

I choose not to.

Now I don't understand myself.

What exactly is it that I want?

Who is it that I want?

These are questions that remain unanswered.

I don't know for how long.

Being alone makes you dangerously calm.

One second, I hate everyone.

One second, I don't.

I do want the attention, but It disgusts me.

Especially in the way I am getting it.

This whole thing is confusing me.

Me as a whole I am confusing.

I want one thing and it may or may not be able to fix this.

What I want isn't something anyone can do.

I don't just go for anyone anyways.

I need the one.

To prioritize me.

to need me.

to long for me.


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