Sunday, April 17, 2011

Drunk

I've never felt like anything other than anyone's second choice. Maybe not your last choice, but if the person you really wanted wasn't available, oh hell, Tyler'll do. Girls don't really want relationships with me (unless they've exhausted everyone else in their hometown as possibilities), I'm not anyone's best friend, and when girls do want to be with me it's really just a practice one for the next guy, or as a guinea pig to see if they want a boy at all.

And then I get to see how happy everyone else is without me. And no one cares.

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