Not to make friends. Never did, never will.
If there is, perhaps, the rare kind worthy to be friends with, then I am all up for it.
Yes, I am a bit of anti-social. Perhaps. I am not friendly. I am, analogically, like a stray cat.
Will come near for food, as soon as the feeder walks away.
Pity I am unable to embrace the peeps as friends; pity I am unable to trust them fully. Pity I never find it within me to pour out all the inner storms.
If I treat everyone the same way, who will I treat special?
p/s: We're officially 17 and 8 months old today.

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