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Ongoing, First published Aug 05, 2023
when someone says that they're introvert types
they never mean that they like being lonely , alone 
all the time , nope !
yaa , they like spending time with themselves, they enjoy it 
but they also enjoy those companions , those groups who're as cracked as them , who're as lively as them , who're as cheerful as them .
yk introverts never show their cheerful , quirky side so quickly to anyone . *yes some people are there with whom they've spent much (when I say much that's very much) time together
but they would also quickly get comfortable if someone genuinely likes being around them , when someone appreciates them 
(not an attention seeker , introverts could never)
but a companion seeker .
and here you'll get to know how an introvert really feels when they're really struggling with their surroundings and couldn't adopt it anyhow!
 
not really a sad one but just a real legit "FACT"
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