Solitude Is Dangerous. Its Very Addictive. It Becomes A Habit After You Realize How Peaceful And Calm

“Solitude is dangerous. It’s very addictive. It becomes a habit after you realize how peaceful and calm it is. It’s like you don’t want to deal with people anymore because they drain your energy.”

— Jim Carrey

Don't talk negativity about anyone or anything. Especially yourself stop talking crap on yourself. What you put out you receive back. So if you fill your life with negative talking, negativity is what you will receive.

It is my opinion that lying is not a good hobby for lazy people.

I am way to busy to make the time to come up with lies, let alone remember then. lying is not a good hobby for lazy people, of course my favorite part of my brutally honest communication style is the look of shock on people's faces when you come at them with the truth. no one expects that.

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Ouch by Just Jenn

In shadows cast by love's deceit,

A friendship's bond, so strong and sweet.

From childhood days, we laughed and played,

But destiny's twist, a price was paid.

As time unfurled its cruel design,

My heart, entangled, sought a sign.

In silence, longing held its sway,

Yearning for love's warm embrace to stay.

Yet fate, unkind, dealt its cruel blow,

Rejection's sting, a bitter woe.

The depths of darkness now I tread,

Where love's illusion has turned to dread.

The moon weeps tears of sorrow's plight,

As stars bear witness to this night.

A friendship  a heart hurting

Alone I find myself still yearning.

The echoes of our laughter fade,

In haunted halls, our memories played.

A phantom's touch, a whispered name,

Love's ghostly specter, hauntingly remains.

I mourn the loss of what could be,

A love unrequited, never set free.

In this dark abyss, I find my rest,

A shattered heart, a love's cruel test.

But still, I hold our friendship dear,

Through pain and longing, I persevere.

For in the depths of this abyss,

A glimmer of hope, a lingering bliss.

Though rejected, love's flame still burns,

In secret chambers, my heart yearns.

For even in darkness, love's light will shine,

A testament to a love once mine.

So I'll cherish the echoes of what we had,

A bittersweet love that turned me mad.

In this dark romantic tale I dwell,

A fallen love, a story to tell.