There was one person in the world who loved me and I dumped him to spare him from dealing with my shit, so now I guess I just have to be alone for the rest of my life.

The only other people who'd be interested in me are people with a creature fetish, or whatever it was that everyone told me when I asked about the dating scene.

I had to be anonymous in a closet for anyone to kiss me, and I even fucked that up. I'm a disaster. There's nothing good about me.