How long have I had this account? Long enough to know that KnightOfTheRunes isn't an alias I've actively used for years. Despite this, I haven't just up and made a new one.

As I type this, I have no actual art posted. I have in the past, but they've long since been removed. It's a fickle feeling, really, as I know I'm better than when I first made this account. However, I also feel little point in my sharing my work. I don't really seek criticism. Praise feels empty and lacking of genuine interest in the majority of instances I've received it.

The true reason I'm typing, however, is the fact that I've felt desperate for friends lately. I'll spare any stranger reading the sob story of my current situation, but I'm at the point where just focusing on an interest and trying to pursue people through that is about the only option I have. It isn't a terribly faulty logic, I figure, but the execution is rather open-ended and vulnerable to failure. Just posting this likely won't get anyone's attention without any writing or art. Considering the previous paragraph, we find I'm in a bit of a pickle since that's what this site is all about.

I figure I'm a smart guy. Tactical, cynical, but otherwise laid back. I find I'm rarely included in anything, but such isn't something I particularly resent. It certainly gives me free time to do as I wish, but it doesn't help curb boredom when solo activities don't do the job. I have my pride and arrogance, but also have my caring and humility. I'd like to think that people have come to understand how I am over the years, but my current situation has me thinking the only understanding they've reached is that they don't understand me. Really, I don't think I'm complex. Maybe a bit stubborn, but not unapproachable.

Still, I've been an outside observer for too long. Nobody asks me about my day. Nobody asks me what's on my mind. Nobody seems to give a shit. Why? Well, the only answer I can think of is the people I do know and have any passing involvement with aren't actually friends. They're just there, parts in my life as I'm in theirs. If one is reading this and thinking my logic is a bloating of personal worth, that's not the case. Rather, it's more of a plea that I am not worthless. Perhaps that is misunderstanding people have come to with me. They think I'm strong, that I have plans, that I am an island. That may be true some days, but certainly not lately.

Anyway, if you're still here and wanna try the friendship angle, just talk to me. I won't bite. Won't lie, I'd rather talk to women in hopes of beginning a relationship, but I'm just as short on male friends as I am female.