why me?

Why am i always the one who got hurt in the end? Arent i good enough for them? Or am i cursed to be alone until i die? Why am i always the one who got to be heartbroken? 

Story of my life

If you have the brain, and a big heart but you dont have the looks that men want, they are not going to be interested with you. At first maybe yes, but later on, when they realize that you arent beautiful enough to look at, they'll start to slowly leave you. At the end of the day, men still go for looks. No matter how nice you are, how kind your heart is, how wise you are, it's the look that always captures their eyes. Sad, but true. Just a true story of my life.

you are right.

You know what? I guess you are right. I am still suffering. To think of the fact that no one really wants me.