The calm before the storm.

Quiet and darkness are my only friends. They spoil me with solitude, while strangling me with silence. Here within, I can hide, no judgement, no lies. They comfort me, while I'm sick of them. I wish for better friends, but they will do for now.

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Allelse · 36-40, M

I like storms, they're calming and they get all those idiots off of the street.