loneliness was my closest of friends since the beginning of my seventh grade and ironically, she was the only well-wisher. it truly is sad to think that this sort of desolation was provided, only within reason of the fact that it is no longer easy for me to accept others. am i maturing too fast or is it just that my mind is growing paltry and constricted? because lately i’ve been questioning...
What do women want? Any excuse to get closer.– Don Draper