Its odd. That bit where it looks like lonely But really its just human.
That bit where "Oh you just need a girl" But really its just a yearning to be naked. Naked like prolonged eye contact. Naked like not talking just being. Naked like learning who you are. Naked like breathing on top of a mountain of social expectation.
Its odd. They don't tell you about this bit. Being Human. Only being their human.
Thoughts on the societal expectory trajectory. Grass roots and bare feet.