Leaving my house just for a moment

I am a slave to my PC.. or mac I should say... desperate for a moment of kindness, an email from her.. the one that does not love me I wait desperately hoping she remembers to say hi... I know it is pathetic... even she admits she did not treat me well but a dog always comes back for more.. I am a dog.. it is how this world has always treated me.. kicked me.. I could tell you tales.. things... but you would say I don't want to hear you feel sorry for yourself... how me needing to talk is too hard to listen too.. how you would rather go online and hear other sad stories than someone you know cause then you might have to care... I hate this world.. I find no beauty in it.. getting older is about losing parts of you the best parts.. and in the end all you will have left is an empty shell....

Posted via email from a fractured mind...