You attract the right things when you have a sense of who you are.
People like me were not meant to be loved.
We were meant to be admired, marveled upon from a distance. We were meant to change the world, to touch lives, to move, to inspire, to create - whatever the gesture, however little the way. We were meant to share ourselves, and help make other parts of the universe self-aware of its own limitless existence.
We were meant to challenge, to question, to make you uncomfortable. We were meant to make people feel; to realize, to think - by god to double-back and actually think. We were meant to intimidate, to be free - to be so free from everything that we were feared. Pushed out. Ignored. We were meant to be fresh air; to ignite, to radiate, to expand, to be more, more, more.
People like me were not made to be loved.
We are meant for greater things.