I sit here, day after day, wistfully hoping for closure and attachment. No one comes around often, and when they do...well most times they just pass right by. I just sit and wait, because I am emotionally detached from the world. I've known this for a while, but it's really been pricking me lately, so I decided I should say something. No one will ever come close to me, give me a chance. The only time anyone ever does I just end up hurting them. They recoil in pain and never come again. I just don't know what to do. I've never made love before. Shit man, you'd have to cut me open to get my jizz, that's how dry this dry spell has been. All my friends are snakes, and have no regard for my well being. I'm at my wits end, and I can't just stare at the sun anymore. My home town is so deserted, it's not even like I have the chance to find someone. I'm going to die alone, and I can't even off myself because I'm just completely stiff in my own body. The worst part is, is when I realize that I am a cactus. [i] [/i] Pic unrelated.