This, is the home of the lonely, because, lonely, just like M-I-S-E-R-Y, both CRAVED “company”, which is exactly, WHY I’d, set this up! The home of the lonely, for those, who’d been alone, all their lives, those who’d been, abandoned, deserted, butchered, by those who were supposed to have, loved them, but didn’t.
The home of the lonely, let’s go there and stay for awhile, because, until we get used to being lonely together, we couldn’t, possibly, effectively, live together as a perfectly, dysfunctional family, can we??? Nope.
The home of the lonely, this, is what it looked like now, the house is, so torn up, so beaten down, looked so, ghetto, you know? Like those not-so-good, third-world neighborhoods, with those, gangbangers, standing on EVERY corner of every street in the city, looking for their, next target to BEAT up???
what it’d, felt like, lonely, not my photograph still…
The home of the lonely, yeah, why don’t you, become a PERMANENT resident of the place, as for me, I’m still fine, living here, all alone, by my own, lonesome, and I still AIN’T never felt lonely, as in EVER before, or EVER AFTER, in my life…………
The home of the lonely, you should try it sometimes, being lonely, IS a necessity, to maturing into being, besides, how you gonna grow up, mature, become an ADULT (not just in form???), if you hadn’t, gotten, real, acquainted, with lonely?