Whining.

You can vent here. I have a lot to vent about.

1) I'm not a little boy anymore, and I'm being forced to be responsible. Looking down on everyone isn't always a good thing.
2) I don't have a family or children. Again, couples walking around the city look at me, a lonely person, like I'm garbage.
3) No one respects necromancers. No one understands that they are for peace and good.
4) I'm not Mark Zuckerberg. I was unlucky not to be born in America, not to study at Harvard, and not to invent Facebook.
5) I don't have much money. See point 4.
6) I have almost no friends. And those who do have, look at me like I'm garbage. See point 4.
7) No one respects Death Knights. See point 3.
8) When I was 17, I loved a girl who didn't pay attention to me.
9) When I was 13, I didn't pay attention to girls.
10) Alena, who promised to marry me, left me. See point 4.
11) Life in a small town where everyone knows you, even though you don't drink, smoke, or do drugs.
12) Time. It just keeps going. I'm already panicking. AAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!! HELP, HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!