A man strolled half-heartedly to the beach. He was so lonely. Derek sat on a chair and watched as the waves washed up on shore.
Oh how he wished he could spend this lovely evening with someone other than himself... but he knew that no girl would ever like himself....because he was well...different.
He sighed as he slumped down into his chair. This was not his ideal way of spending a friday.
Oh how he wished he could spend this lovely evening with someone other than himself... but he knew that no girl would ever like himself....because he was well...different.
He sighed as he slumped down into his chair. This was not his ideal way of spending a friday.