I have recently decided, through years of study within my small and few social circles that I have and will proceed to fail in the acquiring the elusive boyfriend material staple. Not one girl, with the exception of Malissa has, as far as I know, ever put the thought to mind. And why would they? I'm boring, weird... and honestly that is all. Nothing more. Which is, I believe, partly the reason they do not find me attractive. I'm nothing. Or maybe it's simply because I don't "go for it" as much as the rest of the male population. Frankly, I think "going for it" is foolishness. But, again, I have been stopped short from several hopeful love interests by those who "go for it." It is supremely frustrating and depressing. I have good friends that are girls, yes--well, one, anyway--Alexis. But they only become my friends because, in the beginning and throughout the friendship I not only want to be good friends, but much more than that! Every--bloody--time. And, when these love interests enter these girl's lives, these "gofering" fools, they sweep them off their feet directly in front of my nose! What is one to do with all this silly competition? I choose to pout to no one in particular. And maybe cry a little later.

listening to: Dream Theater - Train of Thought