So, that bitch hates me. And for what reason? Because I'm too cowardly to ask her1 out. Lust is nothing but stupidity. Thankfully my desire for her1 started to go shortly before she1 started hating me.
Maybe I am too shy. May I am too fucking cowardly. Maybe she1 has a point. I'd've never asked her1 out anyway. I'm hopeless. I truly shall never ask anyone out. Especially her1, now.
But seeming she1 fancied me, why didn't she1 ask me instead of waiting and getting annoyed at my cowardliness? Is she1 just as hopeless?
Why is that everyone I fancy ends up fancying me, then hating me?
But what if she1 didn't fancy me? Why would she1 touch me multiple times in sexually suggestive ways? Why would she1 laugh when I speak to her1 with what appears to be nervous laughter? Is my voice really that fucked up?
Regardless, I should move on from the past, move on from her1. I have someone new to lust over. History says I won't ask her2 out either, though…
I guess those lyrics really are true: "No sex, no drugs, no life, no love when it comes to today".
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