Everyone else has friends. Everyone else goes off and does other things with their friends. I have few friends, and all of them are part of that everyone else. I can't help but feel like I've been forgotten, neglected, cast out with no where to go and no shelter to seek solace. I'm alone here when there's no one, and it hurts. It pains me when I see that I can talk to the few friends I have, and I find that they're off doing other things that I can't do.

I have no one to go to where I live. The few I can go to are only accessible via this infernal place called the internet. Even then, I can't be here forever. I can't waste my life away waiting for people to talk to that never come. *looks out a window* I'm supposed to be out there, but I have no friends to enjoy out there with. I have nothing in common with anyone I know face to face. I'm not interesting enough to anyone I know face to face.

I'm trapped, festering in this prison that consists of a chair and a cold, bright screen. I sit and wait, and no one comes to talk. I'm left brooding in solitude, waiting for the day that all this neglect finally leads to closure.

I have nothing to do. No money to spend. No one to call. I can't live my life that way.