Must be a group member before inviting friends
When everything is ripped away from you, what’s left? Without societal norms, a long life to consider, and all the things anchoring me to the world I’d once known, I’m finding that what’s left is something far more primal. I’m hungry for affection. I’m desperate not to be alone anymore. I’m in need of companionship. My identity has boiled down to my most baser desires.
