Even I would describe myself as an ugly mug but I want a girlfriend! Reality is not the sweet paradise of my mind. There's no way the kind of girl I dream of being with wants to be with me.
While I moped over my tragic existence, she appeared. A goddess? An illusion?
She didn't leave me behind. Oh man, I'm glad I didn't kill myself! I'm glad I'm alive! Everything is going to get better now!