Last post before returning home...

Human wants are unlimited!
That kind of explained why I hated being alone but felt as uncomfortable when staying with a group of people.
My friendship is alive in less than 4 people...
So you think I should just go and die? you think I'm being superfacial?
Well that may be true.
I resent the fact that I cannot figure out anything out of the fucking relationship around me...
So let me just be resentful. I tell you I'm not afraid of being alone. Let those mother-fucking shit go to hell. You can't make me fear, you can't make be unhappy.