Love? Needing somebody? Always having someone to talk to? It's the thing that separated me from satisfaction and introduced sadness into my life.
A long time ago I thought I needed people. As I cried out for acceptance; and never receiving it. A harsh lesson is learned. I bite through the loneliness and dwelve inside of it. It reveals redpills, which turn into blackpills, and its up to me to turn all of these damned pills white again. But if I had someone to just tell me I was worth it from the very beginning... the pill would have been blue forever. It all started with wondering why I wasnt good enough. Then I realized how dark the world is. Through it all I became so smart I'll never be sad again because I fully understand it through a life of solitude. Somehow through years of darkness; if you endure it long enough, you learn to laugh at it and learn to be happy again without everyone around you. You realize that the world was just a simulation that you failed to be a part of. The more you buy into that simulation the less you can see the truth