I like being alone, sometimes. When you're alone, there won't be anybody to ridicule you, or hurt you. That's what I love about being alone.
But then, I'd see a happy couple or two close friends just chatting and laughing away. Then I'd miss the company of others. Miss having someone to shall all those happy and sad moments with.
When I see that, I'd remember why I hate solitude so much. But whenever I'm with someone, I'd remember why I preferred being alone.
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