My laptop has found its purpose in life and that is to make me hate it, to make me hate all things, to suck all the joy and happiness out of life, to leave me as a bloody, beaten up, sobbing pulp and nothing more. This is its one true purpose This is why its hard drives fail, the os constantly failing to start, the mouse becoming sentient and making life a living hell, preventing me from doing my homework, five minutes taking an hour, migraines in my head and tears on my face, work gone in an instant, constantly losing everything, screaming at my computer for pause, relief, becoming normal, usual. I'm not even touching my laptop. Tabs are being closed. It's trying to close out of my homework. I can't put it in hibernate. Don't trust to shut down Nothing is worth this. I'm giving up. Nothing's worth it anymore. Leave me in the nearest dumpster and let me cry myself to a long sleep. I'm done. I've lost too many years off my life via stress for this. Everything's a farce, I'm a failure, and clearly I'm never meant to be happy. My laptop, one of my main sources of entertainment, has turned against me. I am absolutely alone and I never want to see this godforsaken thing again. End this