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this achy cold nighttime brings about a sweet and terrifying loneliness that rises with the moon and the creaks in the walls remind me- no one else is home the problem with being an introvert who suffers from anxiety is that you're never sure what's worse- being uncomfortably surrounded or paranoid and alone
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Apr 24, 2014
Apr 24, 2014 at 5:53 PM UTC
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this achy cold nighttime brings about a sweet and terrifying loneliness that rises with the moon and the creaks in the walls remind me- no one else is home the problem with being an introvert who suffers from anxiety is that you're never sure what's worse- being uncomfortably surrounded or paranoid and alone
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Apr 24, 2014
Apr 24, 2014 at 5:53 PM UTC
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