I hate this planet, oh so much. Most of the bees died out a while ago, so spiders evolved to become the new honey makers. Those died before I was born, and the plants all went extinct when I was really young. Most of the animals died to, right after. Pardon my french but we're fucked. I just sit here, in my apartment, in the corner right next to nowhere. My cat is my only company, and no I have never been tempted to eat her. Humans lost the need for food once the cows all fucking imploded, and when the gave us mandatory space helmets. I have only been to space once, that's all us poor folk get. 

All the rich people migrated to a distant star, and are living in paradise, while we all reap the consequences of our own idiotic actions. An Inconvenient truth my ass, the is the worst possible truth. 

I have been sitting on my sofa thinking about her, and crying. Mostly thinking about her. I miss her, so so much. She was my mom, she left me in the apartment that I left a while ago. She said she was going to reach the stars, and that this is the hardest decision she's ever made. She left me to die, on a planet that shouldn't even still function, and yet I still miss her. I am going to die here, a virgin sitting in my lonely corner, a person who everyone will forget the day they die, for them it will be Tuesday, but for me it will be my last day. I am going to die a 17 year old boy, who hasn't touched another human in 4 years.

Thinking about that terrified me.

I am going to reach the stars before I turn 18. And I'm going to do it with the love of my life, who I have yet to meet.

I grabbed my cat, and bolted out the door. I want to find love before I die. I want to cuddle with someone and watch bad movies, I want to cry with someone, I want friendship, I want to touch the goddamn stars. 

I practically skipped down the stairs. I passed the front desk, and went out to find my soulmate. I then slammed into a pole.

Not one of my proudest moments, because I woke up in a hospital a little while after. I did something I hadn't done in years. I looked at the mirror. I was pleased to see I wasn't horrifyingly ugly. I got out of the bed, and scampered to the front desk, and I signed some papers. I then left the hotel of sick people and went into the streets. I didn't have much money, but no one did. Everything was less than a nickel now, the economy went to shit after all the rich people left. 

I wandered to a coffee shop, and I saw her. A barista, she was tallish, and had short hair, and glowing freckles, glasses that were a bit too circular. I felt oddly attracted to her, so I went up to her, and she greeted me with a sunshine smile. I asked for a hot chocolate, and she giggled but then carefully made my hot drink. I she put a straw in it, and I immediately opened the small hatch to drink from. The small hatch was in my helmet, I could open it to drink stuff and talk to people. I took a drink, and winced with pain, it was unnaturally hot. I joked about it and she snorted with laughter. She then said it was her break time. And she asked me to follow her, so I did, well my brain didn't but my legs didn't. 

She took me to the woods

"Uh are you gonna murder me in here?"

"No silly, I want to look at the stars with you!"

We sat there for hours, talking about our dreams.

"I want to find love, and touch the stars, just like my mom did."

"Same! Well the love part at least"

I turned my head to face her, she did the same. She then started to cry. And to this day I don't know why, but I did too. I then got up and hugged her, and I stood there, embracing her body. I was crying and she was crying, but she stopped for a moment and smiled her sunshine smile. I was desperate, and so was she. But I felt like this wasn't desperation. This was what I was looking for. A connection.

"Hey, You wanna come over to my place and watch some shitty movies with me?" I said, lovingly, or at least lovingly in my mind.

"Absolutely."

She stood up and held my hand as I took her to my apartment. We got there about 20 minutes after we wandered out of the forest. We curled up together with a blanket around us. We watched old movies, most of them staring Nick Cage. We touched helmets, and then something happened. She unzipped my suit and crawled inside, but she had taken off her helmet. She kissed me, multiple times actually. This was what I was looking for. I smiled a goofy smile and went with it. I forgot about touching the stars, because I had just found love, or love had just found me. It was hard to be sure.