Definitely not real and definitely not straight

Gila?? Gue pernah gila!! Mereka memasukkan gue ke dalam ruangan🚪 ruangan karet! Ruangan karet berisi tikus!!!! Tikus??!!🐀 Tikus bikin gue gila!! Gila?? Gue pernah gila!!!

I continue on, while looking at a few clothing stores, and suddenly I see another couple. The girl is tailored for me, but he's taken. I say to myself, I wish I had a girl like that, but what are the chances that she'll like me...
Meanwhile, I saw many more couples, and I don't understand what the man did who got his girl.
I can't even get a number, and he actually gets someone who lives with him? That's really insane

From the diary of a 35-year-old virgin.
I decided to try again. I went to various entertainment centers and thought that maybe there would be a chance with someone, but I was wrong again.
What's amazing is that I saw mostly couples. He had fun, that guy who goes with his amazing partner, who no one has any idea how he got her. At first I saw a tall couple. The guy got a girl as tall as him, really fun, but I wasn't jealous.
Then I saw another couple, this time with a baby stroller. A cute couple. The problem is that when you say a cute couple, you mainly refer to the girl, and this time, oh-oh, you definitely mean her. I say to myself, wow, how did you manage to be with her, bro? You're amazing.

I can't believe you left and betrayed me like this. The letters I left and the silent words I wrote in silence. How I was blind to the pain, how I ignored the facts that were thrust into me like half a love from Cupid. Why? No. Yes. No. Maybe. How? Am I to blame? Yes. It's me. As I am. As I am. So why? Like this. Exactly. A wild life. A hard life. A challenging life. But every challenge ends and the silence that follows leaves you wondering if it was worth it? If it was right? If it's the testosterone? No. Yes. Maybe. No. Tomorrow. Tomorrow. Tomorrow. Make it stop!!! It hurts