african_subhuman
Black women enthusiast
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I always try to act tough, to gazlight myself into believing that I never needed anybody anyway, that Im different and better than other, that I would rather be on my own, that I dont care about anything, that nothing matters anyway.
But truth is, deep down, I always wanted to be like others, laugh with friends, talk about our interest, spending good times, being here for each other, having a reliable person, to feel understood and supported.
I always have yarned for that but I couldn't have access to it. Why? Who knows.
It's almost like this was my fate. No matter how hard I try to escape this hole, I keep falling down.
Since they were no escape for me, I began to cope thinking that this is the best for me. That is my curse, the only thing that will never leave me, loneliness
But truth is, deep down, I always wanted to be like others, laugh with friends, talk about our interest, spending good times, being here for each other, having a reliable person, to feel understood and supported.
I always have yarned for that but I couldn't have access to it. Why? Who knows.
It's almost like this was my fate. No matter how hard I try to escape this hole, I keep falling down.
Since they were no escape for me, I began to cope thinking that this is the best for me. That is my curse, the only thing that will never leave me, loneliness