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Wednesday, January 21, 2015

Without Friends

 It is because we look like we don't have friends that we don't have friends.

 So ironic, yet so true. A person without friends seems distant, far away in a place no one can join them. They seem happy, content to be alone, as if time has taught them to be so.

 They find no comfort in the toils of the earth and amuse themselves by analyzing others. To say they are not lonely is a lie, but alas, they think they know no other thing.

 They are delighted by the slightest misstep in the humanity around them and thrive on the common misfortunes that befall others.

  What a thankless existence. For what creature finds pleasure in the toils and sorrows of others? A person without friends.

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