It annoys me when people complain about not having a significant other and being lonely. I've never had anyone like that. It's natural to want a mate, I think, just based on instinct, but after years of never having a single person I was interested in reciprocate my feelings, I feel like it doesn't matter anymore. My feelings are either swept under a rug, or I would be lowering my standards. Likewise, I've never instantly fallen in love. I've always chosen my feelings. For me, there is no gray area, and I have never been in the white.

The feeling in black is absolute nothingness. To the extent where the idea of being intimate with another person is now so illogical and preposterous to me that I would immediately dismiss anyone. I will never know what it feels like.

I don't feel empty.

I feel completely detached.