Every time I go to /pone/ I expect something.
I expect participation. Banter. A laugh.
Every time. I get nothing. I get shit. I eat that shit like it helps. I walk away a weaker man.
Why do I still come here. Two years I wait for greatness. A chance to become an "oldfag".
I know it's me. I know I'm the problem. I know I'm a retard. I can't do content, I'm not a writer, I'm no artist.
This place is almost dead. I can feel it. It crawls in veins like a parasite. Is it the show? Are the adorable little ponies lost? Is the only thing that brings you back the sexual attraction?
Where are they now? Where are we? Is there even a we?
I feel alone.