Kiss loneliness
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Is it a kiss goodbye, a hello or just a bit of both. A friend once told me that some emotions cannot be explained but experienced to understand them. So is loneliness. Growing up sucks, but not when you see it as an escape of your own reality, Not when your childhood is full of decisions that takeaway safety and bring weirdness. Not when you are always sacred of a screaming father and a crying mother, and never know how to express what you feel or what you think Not when your only true friend is your daily, and you have to pretend with other humans because you just feel a void, a sense of emptiness that would be described as lonely. Icebreaking age or just teen age, age of powerlessness. It’s both powerful and powerless at the same time, every decision you make will have to be with you for the long run. You got keep up, impress and meet some expectations. You think you got it, but you are just walking in the direction that you don’t know of, walking blind because you don’t know