Celerity
shape without form, shade without colour
- Jan 24, 2021
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I'm really lonely. I talk to people all day at work, but it's not the same when it's strangers and when it's part of your job. I don't think anyone will ever want me for me. It's always for something else that's temporary. The minute they find someone better, they're gone. I wish I could be a desirable person. Sometimes I lie to myself and pretend I am or could be in the future, but the story of my life tells the tale: people just aren't that into me.