The sound of the footsteps is nothing. It's the anticipation that kills. Not knowing whether it's just passerby or people coming in unsettles me. A part of me craves solitude while another is extremely afraid of loneliness.
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I live alone. Its wonderful and painful all at the same time.
I love my home, but spend little time here because I get lonely quickly if I'm not busy working on something.
我以前也很害怕一個人在家，聽到一點聲音就疑神疑鬼