[Laughs in lifelessness]

That idea is moronic. I made my choices, and I am suffering from them. "Read for romance?" "Can I love people the way that they are meant to be Loved?" The answer to both is no.
I'm manipulative. I've cruel. I'm callous. I'm aloof. I'm unmotivated. The closest to romance I could achieve is using someone. I can't care long enough to love anyone the way that they are meant to be loved, so the best I can do is half heartedly pretend.
My psychic "charm" ability would make that so easy as it borders on mind control.