small grounds for unhappiness

soft cell and you think love is to pray
the brainy boytoy because he's mediocre & everybody hates him
the gorgeous diva for being fatally condemned to overwhelming success
the hottie because she's looking for an under-cover lover in a one-horse town
the alpha male because he constantly feels a notch below, and there's no way to fix that
me because I was just an object of greed the entire time & didn't know it
you because you can't even jerk off without crying
soft cell but I'm sorry I don't pray that way