Yes, I want love.

Someone I want to wake up every morning, seeing the morning rays hit their sleeping form.

Someone who can look amazing in messy hair and baggy clothes.

Someone that sex is just another great thing in a ling list of great things in our relationship.

But I know it will never happen.

I'm just a pitiful, dumb weakling.

I'm not good enough for anyone.

I like guys and girls, but I'll still be hopelessly alone