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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ALONE (Nymfia's dairy)
De Todowatch what happens when Nymfia stays alone for far too long.
