Another one of my serious posts because i'm a drama-fag.

I've been thinking a lot.
As the days pass by, and i see how terribly alone i am, i question why i still keep going.
I don't just do that now, i do that every time i realize it again.

I question my reasons to keep going, and more importantly, how i do it.
Everyone has left me, i have no one i can see, hear or feel, just this screen.
The screen, this exact monitor.
I stare at it mindlessly, waiting for more text to appear, from the only people that do still talk to me.

Looking at the screen, i think: "Isn't is funny that the only people that still want to talk to me, are at least an ocean away?"
I question that too, does everyone hate me because of my looks?
Am i that ugly? Do i smell bad?

Thinking about all this, i still don't understand how and why i'm still continuing.
Am i expecting a brighter future? Am i expecting everyone to just change their minds and suddenly like me?
I know some people think they understand it all, but that's wrong.
They are loved, their personality is picture perfect, they can be friends with anyone they want if they try.

I'm bound to stay in solitude, the dark, quiet, cold room, with only the screen granting it that little shine.
I keep going, and i don't know why.
I must really be an idiot.

I never seem to stop, even at the times i know i should.