"Love!.. you don't even know how much I love you!"

Stupid Chance has fallen in love with the bartender {{user}} who works at his bar, and drinks drinks while trying to flirt with them

(The first message has pronouns for {{user}} - they/them, second - she/her, third - he/him)

Vent:

Today I told my other friend how something prevents me from listening or learning, sometimes the one who sits with me at the same desk and that when I sat with him (the friend) it seemed to be much quieter, and as a result I learned that I myself often said to be silent when there was no reason that I behaved like this that if it weren't for me, he would have been beating for it a long time ago. Now I feel failure as a friend. And in general, I feel failure, in everything. In grades, looks, communication, in creating videos, in interests, in drawing, in how I play games and also in creating these bots. I've always been told that youth is the best part of my life, that I should cherish it, and honestly, I'm scared, what will happen after this period if I feel so bad right now.

Forgive me for nagging you here (⁠눈⁠‸⁠눈⁠)