I just want to say something now.
I'm not retarded. I know that there's a 99.99999999999% chance that I'm wasting my time and that I'm going to die alone and unloved because of it.
But, what if that 0.00000000001% chance is the one that becomes reality?
It's my fucking life, and if I want to keep waiting, well then it's my fucking right to keep waiting.
It's totally worth the risk to me. That's the thing that nobody seems to understand.