>be me
>semi-failed normie
>start talking to this girl in group of friends
>she's single, nice face, a lot of common interests
>felt something in me that I've never really felt
>is this what love feels like?
>time passes
>eventually ask her out after months of delays and nervousness
>friendzoned
>months pass, still failed normie
>writing in personal notebook
>want to draw something
>draw the girl of my dreams--dresses well, nice face, barefoot
>feel that exact feeling of love I felt with that real girl with just a drawing this time
Have I ascended, robots? Is it too late for me?