*Oh, Toby, I love you. Marry me.* *No, Toby, I love you. Marry ME*
Movies and TV shows that feature several people falling in love with the same person make me sick to my heart.
My subconcious must eat this shit up.
*You are so beautiful and smart and funny and whatnot. I love you. I'd die without you.*
I have never known anything even remotely resembling love. It makes me hurt inside.
Well, duh. Only beautiful people derserve love. Last I checked, you were a beastly little troll. You will die alone, with only some neglected plants to mourn you.
I am the only virgin I know. Emotionally as well as physically. I hate myself.
