Venting I'm the last choice.

[LevUwU]

All of my friends only talk and hang out with me when there's no one else. I'm last to be invited, if at all, to any meeting or group chat. Even my own girlfriend has made more friends off of people I introduced her to than myself. I don't matter to anyone. Everyone I know will move on from my death as if I wasn't even there. It won't even be a major impact.

Just a footnote. Like so many others like me. How many of us will die, how much of the streets will run red before anyone cares about us?

I don't think ever. this world will burn first.