I am a lonely person, I would dare to say, the real type of lonely one.. I don't even know if I really am aquainted with friendship, as I, while have at least a friend, I don't know if I can call it a friendship. I don't have a girl. I lost the sense of romantic wonder that emanated from comtemplating a beautiful girl. I often think with a little pity about that one girl that might be staring at me, maybe with what are perfectly decent feelings and intentions, but I can only think that she is wrong for considering to get to know me, because I am always the wrong person. I might give her a look, a sign that I notice her noticing me with the hope that she ends up decyphering in my manners, that she can't aproach me, but not because of what she might be, but about who I am. I am a lonely person that only mourns being one when I have people around me, because I am never someone that will actively seek to know anyone anymore. I don't care about humanity too and any of it's suffering, not even my fellow brothers and sisters that share this safe place. I would like to care about you all, but I don't even care with real emotions about my situation. I am a titan of anxietys, fears and dead dreams. I am no person for anyone. But... Who could break this curse? Is that why I am here writing about this? Do I want to be Human again? I think I do... Not a perfect one, but somethig with real substance..