There are some days where life feels too easy, like sipping sweet, lemon tea just feeling the breeze. Even in winter, feeling that rush of cold air, an icy bliss, brushing against your face, thinking, "why can't every day be like this?". Those days of the rain tumbling down, supplying tears for when you feel down, somehow those days can feel empty as well... sometimes... that happiness gets blinded by reality, those happy birthday parties, with so many people and balloons, can somehow turn into the most loneliest times, the ones that will last, the memories that depression will claim as its own palace, its resting place. Most of these days got m feeling like Ethan Jewel, "Loneliness in the Presence of Company". Somehow it is all so comforting. Loneliness will become my only love, as if I'm being sent t a prison of four padded walls, only... i want to be there, because if I'm there than im not stuck here at least its quiet, and at least there aren't people to judge me, and there.. there don't have to worry about friends, that turn into vicious backstabbing petty princesses.
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