Ok, heading my 26... no girl, no love no hair! Suicide seems as a relief and option, sweeter every next day. When I see those pairs in love, kissing, I just want to die. My life has no flavour, those prostitutes cannot subsitute what I need.
Of course I can date an overweight girl, but I will never love her.
I remember there is a japanese writer who suffered all his life being ugly, and had no love. He finished hiw life approximately at 45 with seppuku. Mt life is so imcomparably small and empty with other's people lives, young, cheerful, enjoying. I just live in shade, dying further with everyday, losing my hope.
Those date services show exactly what small chances bald men have, especially those looking not above average. Maybe I'm just way too sensitive, but damnit, what is the purpose of our life? To suffer from being lonely till the end? Is it worth of it? All this, everyday work, pain leading to being old and ill.
Maybe if I die and reincarnate I will be an ant for example, but maybe being an ant is more rewarding? I will f*ck anpther ants and enjoy life?
One more thing to the hairloss I got some ringing in my ears which also leads many people to being suicidal, so I have now more reasons. Maybe I just have no place on this earth, maybe I just not meant to be living.
Sorry, just another bad day, I had to tell it to somebody, hope you understand, relate to my feelings.