It just surprises me how practically all the people that I call "friends" are not really the genuine ones. After all, there's still one good true reason why it is essential to be alone, why I am aloof. I don't want to be surrounded by people who are only there when everything is sound and disappear when your world is crumbling upon your very feet. I am so damn tired of breaking down my particles to find my compound, only in return will be dust out into introversion.