Life is full of choices, both good and bad.
I cook for myself, clean my place, do my own laundry, and have never looked for ANY woman to replace my mommy. All my life, you have all passed over me for the schmuck who knows how to say exactly what you want to hear, and then I get to listen to you bimbos bitch about everything. I'm more normal and desirable than any of you will ever know, because you are all too shallow and materialistic to notice. I'm in my mid-'30s now and may not ever get laid, but at least my life isn't the fucking pathetic car wreck that your lives are. As most of you know, my short, troubled life was a whirlwind of activity.