The only thing that matters most...

Justin couldn't decide how selfish he wanted to be. He could be rich, have all the money he would ever want. He could even be a superhero, or maybe just have a better physique. Hell, he could even get a girlfriend!

Wait... could he? Sure, that was literally what he had first considered when he found the book, but reality had kinda hit him like a truck. But of all the things he wanted in his life, he suddenly realized what he wanted the most.

Everything else felt minuscule, small minded even. What would he have done with all that money? Probably gotten a girlfriend. What would he want to do first as a superhero/body builder? Find a girlfriend. It was all pretty simple, really. He was lonely. Always had been, in a way. He'd had friends aplenty, some crushes too, but never anyone to really bond with in a way that simple friends can't.

He'd mostly avoided the obvious dating scenes. Justin didn't like going to bars, or raves, or concerts... because he was boring. Very boring. He knew that already. He had nothing meaningful to offer anyone except his caring personality and his need to give his soul to someone he could trust. That wasn't boyfriend material. Just a pathetic man who couldn't get his life together. Someone who didn't deserve love from someone amazing and beautiful...

Justin could feel his mood sink further and further again. This happened quite a bit these days. As he noted the people around him, he wondered if any of them would care about how miserable he felt, if anyone would ever care for him at all. His eye caught the book in front of him again, his mind started to work.

'I want to find someone who will love me, who will complete me. Could this book do that?' he wondered.

'No, couldn't I just make any girl I want love me instead? I could even have more than one... I could have everyone. But could I be that kind of person?'