One day, I'll make you understand that silence is golden.
That often, I simply don't want to talk. Or chat about anything with substance. That I just want to get lost in a sea of random faces and blend into the walls.
My life is full to the brim and everyone talks outside my silent apartment. Talking, talking, talking, yadda yadda yadda. I retreat unto silence to find myself again amidst the bustle, to latch onto my core, and just float
I don't want...