“Someone thinks you’re beautiful.”
I’ve never heard a bigger lie. I’m hideous from all angles, inside and out. Impossible to love, therefore impossible to fall in love. Even if something malfunctioned and you briefly thought so from afar, a step closer and everything becomes so clear.
She’s ugly. Hideous. Disgusting. Repulsive. Can’t look too long or your eyes will fall out.
I’ve given up already. What’s hope when there’s no chance of a relationship longer than a brief thought? On my own, by choice or by force. What does that matter now?