All I'm good for is work. As a college dropout I now spend my time doing shit work for 12 bucks an hour, like an ugly little troll who society laughs at and is good enough to be put behind a shovel or a rake but behind my back people just talk shit about me or make fun of me. I am 28 and I have never had a girlfriend nor had sex, and basically I have come to the conclusion that the reason for that is that sadly those things are largely determined by your looks, dick size, and pocketbook. Since in my case none of those three are exemplary, I'm left on the sidelines to toil away and simply rot while kids younger than me are having more sex than I ever will. 

I was texting a girl and she had the audacity to send me dick pics from a guy she was sexting and I realized that yeah I got a small dick. I'm only 6.25 and the guy she was fucking getting hot for had a larger and thicker cock and it's exactly this sort of thing that confirms what I already believed and it explains why I've never been given a chance. I will now never know the joy of having sex in high school or college and maybe never because I will never be what girls and women naturally lust over. I'm garbage, and not only am I that, I have to miss out on the good things in life now despite being hardworking while fucking kids who've never done a hard day's work in their life get to fornicate and enjoy a time of life that passed me by. 

My parents are 65 and will grow old and die, just like my dreams. I am stuck at home and have been trying to scrimp and save and move out and consider going back to finish my degree but I don't even know if it's worth it so I feel I am destined to be an unskilled labor slave worker for the rest of my life. Everyone has always treated me like shit and I have no friends. I have so much sadness and anger within I feel like I need to do the world a favor and remove myself before anyone has to experience the amount of rage I carry within yet hide behind smiles and a fake personality because I cannot express how I truly feel or I am basically unemployable. I receive no pleasure nor gratification from anything. obviously I'm an excuse for a man. Send the blood and send the death because I cannot tolerate this excuse for a life.