I am a weird person they say. Too collected, too smart, too logical, too stoic. But it doesn't bother me, not at all. I have wishes, quite justified onces. I wish to find a person who could qualify for my standarts. I wish for friendship, a true one. The one that people don't like to give nowadays. I have everything I need. A stable job, lots of free time, I have myself and I figured out every tiny bit of me. But I feel lonely. It would be a lie to say it doesn't completely bother me. No it does, at some point. Sometimes I want someone to be there for me, to be near and give me hugs, to be able to comfort me when I am in need. But I haven't found that person. And I'm slowly loosing hope that I ever will...

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My life is boring. Nothing interesting, nothing to think about, nothing to solve. Everyday always the same routine. Sometimes I go out, but it also goes 'as planned'. I hate it. I hate my life. I have lots of friends, and only one of them is a true one. She would give up anything for me. I believe that willing to sacrifice for your friend, is the purest form of friendship. I have everything a person would need - loving parents, a sister, a best friend, money, luxury, no bothers... 

It's becoming incredibly tiring. I don't know how to lit up my world anymore. Every day turns grey the moment I wake up. I have many wishes. Despite being born with everything, I am greedy. Needlessly greedy, but that's how I am. I want things. I want things to be mine. I want to control every single piece of everything and everyone in my life. But no one has been challenging enough. They are all way too easy to read and even easier to break. I'm dying of boredom.