Sunday Morning 01:35:42 AM

Sunday Morning 01:35:42 AM

It hits different, this time. . .

Some Thoughts:

The way things are. The isolation; feels like solitary confinement. It is enough; to really screw with a persons mind. No one to talk with at this hour, or any hour of the day. They don’t communicate with me.

Its like I’m already dead to them. They only tolerate my ghost. Granted that I remain quiet, and don’t do anything they don’t like. Seems to me, what they really want, is a warm sack of poo.

Feeling out of sorts today. I’m not really sure, what to do about these problems. Seems, no one really cares. Not able to change it. Lord knows, that I’ve done everything that i could, to make it better.

Online feels like a ghost town. For that matter, the world; feels like a ghost ship. The only people here, are stuck in their rooms; like a cage. You would think, the internet would be a God send. Right = ?

Seems people are all kinda alienated. No one really wants to spend time with other people. They don’t know; themselves well enough to get to know anyone else. And, the way things are; their emotions are being kept being stirred up; and they will never be able to think straight.

Isolation like it is. Feeling like, damn it. Long for someone to spend time with me. Need a hug. the way things are. Doesn’t seem anyone gives a shit. Doesn’t seem like there is an audience here, for me. So this must be just bits in the ether. No one is reading, or really gives a shit.

Doesn’t matter what i say. There are very rarely ever any responses. Not to the extent, that I was hoping to have. And, really that is best. Doesn’t seem to bother anyone, that i put pixels in the screen, and make them disappear.

Seem to be living like a ghost in this world. Doesn’t seem to bother anyone. Maybe, that is best? Really, who can say? Doesn’t feel like i’m wanted, or needed in this world. And, i think; my feelings are hurt about it.

Doesn’t seem to bother anyone. The way things are; feeling hated. The lack of love; makes me feel unlovable. Feeling like, the way things are; they don’t give a shit about me. Why?

Maybe, it doesn’t matter. This life. this ride. Seems to be on rails. No one noticed, or gives a shit. Feeling like, wanted some love in my life. bored. I’m wasting my time. no one is going to read. they could not care.

Seems, the human race, is not my audience. Not sure, there is anyone else; that is going to ever give a damn. So how do you like me now? Doesn’t seem to bother anyone. Feeling like, i should do something with my life. Not sure what? wish i knew, for sure. Feeling like, the way things are. have to deal with it.