Like all my love interests, it’s a one-way
relationship. She doesn’t need me. She doesn’t love me. She just needs someone to talk to from her
ivory tower. Why did I ever think it
would be anything else? She’s a pretty
person. They don’t slum with us losers
and ugly people.
Everything I’ve heard from other people is how I need to not
be myself to get girls to like me. I
have absolutely no interest in that. I
may have no clue how to speak the language of love but I’m not about to pretend
to be someone else in order to play this game.
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