I love being alone. What's wrong with being alone?
Curl up and sit in a corner somewhere while waiting for it to go away.
I write out what I dream of when my head is high up in the skies.
Usually is for me. I feel less lonely so it helps.
I think that somewhere in the world, someone is feeling more lonelier than me. And then I feel guilty about it
Come on EP, find comfort in music, go for a walk, sulk, try to accept it
I go to a couple forums with some online friends where great bromance is dealt...
Deal with it.