Today I was thinking of this girl. She isn't just any girl, she's the one. I came to a stop and sort of laughed/ cried at the same time. I've finally came to the realization that I will never ever have her. She's beyond beautiful and way out of my league. Why do we, as humans, fantasize about things that will never be true? I don't know why we do this. Chances are I will never have her and I will probably never be a successful stock broker or real estate agent. I've now considered suicide because life is so shit. Chances are I won't commit suicide because I don't have the balls. Don't comfort me, I just wanted to vent.
Also, I may be bisexual. Not sure yet.
k thx.
Also, I may be bisexual. Not sure yet.
k thx.