I become so tired of fighting with my mind.
The thoughts of longing for
Someone to love me.
Love is always made up in my head.
I fall for people, people do not fall for me.
I am a prisoner to this feeling.
I am a prisoner to loneliness.
Forever I remain alone with myself.
I hate myself.
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lonely endeavor
Storie d'amoreShort writings of life and love. My inner thoughts of love written down.
