If you can’t be with the one you love…

Love the one you’re with.

No

 I refuse.

How dare I be so taken and yet so damned deprived?  This isn’t fair.  The forsaken God everyone credits with such lovely duties is in my eyes nothing but a sexist bastard who he, himself, should strike with lightning.

I’m going to Hell if there is such a thing.

Which there isn’t.

How dare you not be absolutely taken with me.  How dare you all not to see what wonders lie behind my geeky persona.  How fucking dare you all be so fucking lame.  How dare I crave your attention so hypocritically.

How dare.

How dare I be so hurt

so fragile.

I will die before I am old.