Behind melting desires...

Reading and closed eyes, meds and herbs, music and silence, emptiness and fullness, love and hate, anger and fear, people around and loneliness. You always support me, never leave me, eat with me , sleep with me, bang with me. People... Sartre was right when he said that Hell is other people..You always run into them and they're trying their best to destroy all your purposes and plans.Sometimes I really like them, when lonliness eats me completely, but after few touches i have only one desire: to throw them away as far as possible. I've never been inlove, i've never ever had friends..Am I bitch? Perhaps...I can miss somebody madly, i can have a need in somebody hardly, I can trying to be loved by somebody, but nor because of SOMEBODY, neither because of Myself...I just need a clown who will entertain me forever, i need shoulder to cry on, i need person I'll adore and human beinf i'll inspired by...I need pretty face i'll suffer from, i need feelings, which will make live and then make me leave ugly scars over my body...Thank you all, but you having been an agonism of my lonliness