I've been alone all my life.
That's probably the only thing that's driving me on.
The very fact that I reside in solitude, it reminds of who I am and my almost purposeless direction in this life.
That is what propels to me to work hard, to be acknowledged.
Yet, nothing ever seems to work out, no matter how hard I try.
People only exist to pull you down.
Rarely, do you come across a person who shares your insights, one you could relate to.
Even then, you'd be surprised at how fast they can turn and leave you in the dust, laughing at you as you stumble while they cruise along in life.
Within loneliness, lies comfort.
Everybody needs somebody, yet everybody is out to hurt somebody.
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