Maybe nothing feels right with anybody else because it only feels right with you. No. I'm just unsure of life, and surrounded by four really great guys who will never be you, but offer me much more than you ever did. Five, if you count my neighbor I partied with once. One offered me financial stability. Another a trip for the two of us, anywhere in the world I wanted to go. And this third one, I'm pretty sure would offer me his heart and all the love in the world if I let him know. The fourth one, Idk, he's the most like you, he's not racist, but god, is he dumb. He kind of fell off my radar for a little bit. So this is what I'm dealing with. In a perfect world, I would have nothing to complain about. But it's weird, I don't really have any complaint aside from I don't know which one to choose. And that's the thing. Because I really don't have to choose anyone. I don't have to do anything.