The less we are alone, the lonelier we feel. Every fake smile makes us break – just a little bit at first. And then some more. Until we crumble to dust and hide in the forgotten cracks of our being; bleeding on our mind’s carpet floors. We are drowning slowly in the invisible wounds on our soul, unable to hear our thoughts over the voices of those who don’t know and those who will never understand. Too much, too loud. We need a moment to exist – on our own.
reflections of an unquiet mind 
So true. Loneliness is not being alone. But being in uncomfortable company. Be it with othersor with self
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For me, it is worse to be in a crowd and feeling like a misfit and invisible or disconnected than being alone and being able to sort through any kind of emotions on my own. I guess that is why I am an introvert.
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Ditto. Same here. There on whatsapp or any messenger ? Lets connect
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You can connect with me on Twitter or IG, but I am not giving out private details, sorry.
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Sure. Respect that. What is IG? 😬
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Instagram
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Cool. But don’t have account. Will create one maybe
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Sure. Can u. Share id. I will send request
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Use the links on the desktop version of the blog. That’s easiest.
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Cool. Am learning social media from you. 😂😂
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I saw that you sent a message on Instagram, but it is gone and I hadn’t read it. 🤷♀️
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