Do you know what? I think I'm going to die lonely. And I know I shouldn't feel sorry for myself. I could call this feeling exactly sorry anyway. Just feeling out the idea. I don't find myself unattractive. And there are a lot of boys who want to go out with me. But I just don't find them interesting. So there for, I am most likely going to die lonely. All of the boys that want to go out with me I'd rather be friends with. So I'm not mean about it and tell them to leave completely. I just tell them, "Why mess up a good thing?" and eventually, they see that it would never work. I just wish someone interesting enough would come along. Someone who understands all that I go through. I only found that in Robby and you know what happened between us. We are now just best friends. The closest friends could ever be. Oh, I guess I've wasted another good bit of your life and mine by rambling. Well, I'll be seeing you. Remember, Charlie Did It.