Maybe I have Pistanthrophobia.

I have a different view regarding the mess I have created or was already there in my life. I have never been a constant person or maybe I have because change is the only constant. My mind is a disaster embracing the beauty of massacre occurring there.

I am alone but, not lonely.

I wonder, if you are like me. Do you feel the same? Do you like being alone but not lonely?

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