Sometimes, loneliness is like a mist that hangs damp in the air, something that lightly greets your skin as you walk through it. But other times, loneliness is like heavy blanket that wraps itself around you until you collapse under the weight.
I know that everyone has felt this, but somehow, it always feels like you’re the only one.
"The Lonely" by Christina Perri
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Speculations of an Artistic Mind: Jane's Thoughts
Non-FictionEveryone has thoughts. These ones are mine.
