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вахуи

𝙉𝙤𝙬 𝙄 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙯𝙚𝙙 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙨 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙚𝙡𝙨𝙚: 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙩. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙨𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚, 𝙚𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙣. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮'𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙞𝙣 𝙞𝙩 𝙩𝙤𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧.

All my life I have been haunted by loneliness. Everywhere: in bars, in cars, on sidewalks, in shops — everywhere. There's no escaping it. God made me lonely.

I laugh hysterically, take a deep breath and touch my chest, expecting that my heart is beating fast and impatiently right now, but no sound comes from there. It feels like I'm already dead.

No, I don't really have anyone. I mean, what does it mean to eat? When you have something, it means it's yours, right? And how can another person be yours? Does this even happen?