this morning #851.

this morning, i was seriously starting to question whether they actually wanted to be a part of the human race. by the way they were treating me, you’d think they had some sort of death wish. normally, you know i wouldn’t fish for sympathy like this but i’m at the end of my rope. i fear that if i don’t talk to somebody, if i don’t get to say my piece out loud to another human being, i’ll absolutely explode. look. you know i love them. that’s obvious from my actions. right? i’m there when they need me. you can see that. right? i only think the best of them. they don’t think the same of me though & love’s not a one-way street. all i see before me is leaving them or killing them. anyway…what do YOU think?