I take pictures of beautiful women because no beautiful woman I know wishes to be with me.

I take photos of joyous moments because joy is a distant faded memory to me and has become an alien concept beyond my understanding.

I take photos of people with their friends and lovers because I have lost all of mine and stand never to gain any again.

I learned this week that the person I love most considers me unimportant and I have no value to them.

Even Death has abandoned me. I am condemned to live out a long loveless and isolated life.

I say this here since I know no one reads this. Here I whisper to the void, and know no one listens, for if anyone actually did they would leave. No one wishes to give succor or pity to one who's heart is so shattered there is no hope in mending it. For all I have let is pain and despair, I cannot longer feel hope in my life. I cannot give anything useful emotionally so why bother with me?

That is why I am alone now. I have no longer any worth.