What to say...

To anyone who cares, it was a fun ride wasn't it? Good people bad people, it doesn't matter, at least not when your world is essentially a tiny box. When you have the social skills of, something with no social aptitude, it does things to the mind. My inability/unwillingness to speak to others continues to, ah what's a good word, confound maybe?, my family. They are essentially social butterflies by comparison, meanwhile I the 'black sheep' basically refuse to interact with basically anyone, for any reason, ever...

Weird tangent aside, I have so many more issues that I basically can't 'properly' function in 'normal' society of any kind. I mean what's so great about being part of a rigged system that sets you up to fail again and again until you die, the ultimate failure?

This kind of stuff goes through my mind on an almost daily basis, well that and less pleasant things. Such as murder, suicide, the ignorant stupidity of late stage capitalism, the list goes on and on. But i won't bore you any further, go on back to your own lives, yours are probably more important anyway.