the cute girl was a failure. not my failure, but hers. the hand holding and touching of skin apparently wasn’t that meaningful. so…not my fucking loss. i think i’m slowly learning what i need to know…not to hope for anything, and not to give anyone the attention they want. yeah, i say that…and i’ll do the opposite. i’ve had too many people in my life have pure respect and love for everything that i am, and i need to quit trying to sell myself short.