It's hard to be social, and it's not from lack of trying. I'm just no good at it. It's so goddamn easy to disconnect and keep to myself. I might get lonely, but I won't get hurt. Of course, there are no guarantees, are there
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“Out of damp and gloomy days, out of solitude, out of loveless words directed at us, conclusions grow up in us like fungus: one morning they are there, we know not how, and they gaze upon us, morose and gray. Woe to the thinker who is not the gardener but only the soil of the plants that grow in him.” -Nietzsche
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“Out of damp and gloomy days, out of solitude, out of loveless words directed at us, conclusions grow up in us like fungus: one morning they are there, we know not how, and they gaze upon us, morose and gray. Woe to the thinker who is not the gardener but only the soil of the plants that grow in him.”
-Nietzsche
...keep gardening
<3 Kelli
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Thank you :)
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