I'm super tired so this is gonna be short. Just feel the need to say this. 

I am so, so, so lonely. I'm thirty years old with no friends. I still live with my parents despite having a decent job, I just suck with money. I've never been in a romantic relationship. I have no interesting hobbies, and no interest in any I don't have. 

Worst part? None of that is ever going to change. Because I'm a lazy asshole with no motivation, no drive, no goals or ambitions. I'm ugly, I'm fat, I'm ill Tempered and short sighted. 

In short, I don't care enough, nor do I have enough energy, to turn my life around. So I'm leaving. Hopefully sooner rather than later. Hopefully tomorrow. Not that anyone reading this will care. Only my parents care about me nowadays. And that's how it'll be till I die, whether that's tomorrow, or in another thirty years. And that, that is what misery and loneliness truly is.