I don't get love, well both literally and figuratively.
You find the right person, and it never seems to work
out. I'm tired of being alone, supposedly I'm a great
catch and women keep telling me that I'm too good
for them but that the right one will come along.
My opinion?
It's bullshit. All of it.
If I'm such a great goddamn catch then why doesn't anyone want me?
Death would be preferable to the pain that keeps returning every
time I dream, imagine or hope. I need to do some serious thinking
about my life, lack thereof and what I want to do about it..