Call me a wimp, psycho analyse me. Go ahead, if that's what you people are good at. Well here's me saving you the trouble, I'm writing only because I read what Gwen wrote. And no shit, I couldn't have said it better myself.

It really isn't all of you, but just most of you that makes things bad. Guess what, Gwen really isn't the only one. Well yea, make sense does it, that some of you guys don't care. Because well, it's just Gwen and me and perhaps some other individuals that never said anything. But since we're not the bigger group, who the fuck cares?

Fit in people, fit in. Fitting in is the best way to go in a socialising process, and conforming is the best way to go about fitting in. You can go kiss my ass if you think that way. I've given it solid, good time thinking, and to pick between bad company and no company, I choose the latter. Like you say, at least I wouldn't have to live with the pain.

And you people are so absolutely oblivious you know, being one of the highest scoring bird brains in lit. Perhaps it is that inherent nature of yours to link everything back to academics, you still assume that this is a result of stress, you still assume that this is because of work? God, how fucking slow can you get.

You're not the only human alive. Everyone else has feelings too. We too can feel pain. I wished you cried, then at least I know you ain't a robot programmed to respond this way to certain scenarios. I'm tired of my daily dealings with you cyborgs. I'm glad you peeps have friends. Good luck. I think being alone fits me better, if this is what the microcosm of society has to offer.