Every time I got what I wanted, I didn't want it anymore. And I am sorry to all the people I hurt along the way. I have finally admitted to myself that I don't know what I want. So I don't want anything at all, and I never really did. I was just following the script that society was feeding me; that romance and sex are the principle elements of life. Even if I never experience that earthly romantic love thing that I hear so much about, it doesn't matter to me anymore. I don't think-for me-that it's real.