sjsprWriting

     I love it when you pay attention to me. A simple thing, right? After all I am a simple human who craves social interaction. And so I love it when people talk to me, listen to me, ask me for my opinion (even though I admit it can sometimes be an unpopular one). I love it when people text me, because it means that someone thought of me without me being there. It makes me feel wanted, it makes me feel human. I love it when people ask me for favors, ask me for my help, because to be needed is the second greatest feeling in the world.

     And I hate those lonely days. When days pass with no meaningful conversations. When your day's existence is comparable to that of a ghost in an abandoned home. And I hate those lonely days. Hate them with a fiery passion.

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