That moment. When you realize you're going to be alone for the rest of your life. That no one will ever want you in a serious relationship.  That no one really gives a damn about you. That you're too damaged and fucked up to for anyone to ever love you. That happened to me last night. I'm too possessive,  Too protective, Too intense, Too broken, Too weak. I realize now that the one person out there for me doesn't exist. Seriously.  No one has ever been able to reciprocate the feelings I have for them chances are they never will. I am too screwed up. All the guys at the bar last night... as soon as they saw my arm they practically ran away. No one will ever love a guy with scars.  It shows how weak they truly are. So I guess I'm pretty weak then. All I ever wanted was to feel the love I felt towards others. That's never going to happen. So with no hope and my only dream unobtainable where do I go from here?