It's never been easy for me to willingly chase after attractive women I would like to marry. First of all, I've been so down and out from feeling depressed over being my own height. It affected me from childhood. It was like I was the last person picked on a team; nah, I don't care now! I hated being last and with my last name being towards the end, it sucks but it's just a coincidence.
I think it's just carrying on pretty much. It doesn't matter with what's going on and trying to live a golden life based on pleasing God!
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