30. Thirty. Three-Zero.
Thirty years old. Ten of which I've been puttering around this website, trying to make friends, hoping to get more commissions.

and I've nothing to show for it.
Attempts to have made friends, all of whom I end up in a situation where I care about them more than they could have ever cared about me.
Created characters I've lost interest in using or playing.
Tried having a presence in the Roleplaying community, but surprise surprise, people only care if you RP while also being an actual story writer or an artist they can hopefully mooch off you.

Whatever happened to making friends for the sake of having friends? People to spend time with, to chat with, to just do nothing with or play with?
I don't matter, and I never mattered. I'm just another nobody in the crowd of people who should have never tried.

I'm tired. Probably should just go lay down and not bother getting out of bed until it's time to work. Sleep and Work, about all that I have the energy to do anymore.