Okay, here's a healthy dose to go along with that heaping load of estrogen-fuelled bullshit, anon.
The truth is, maybe there are a few people in this world who find certain traits of yours attractive, but there are so many more who don't and never will, especially considering the fact that you're most likely a piss poor example of a male specimen. In fact, even the girls who do find you attractive in some way, shape or form will most likely be turned off by what I'm sure are a multitude of personality, physical and social defects that will either immediately or eventually bubble to the surface, thereby blotting out any minor stirring of the loins they might have felt before they actually got to know you. Many men die alone, anon, and even those that don't can wind up in loveless marriages where the spark of initial attraction dried up long ago. Hell, maybe there wasn't even much of a spark -- maybe you're just a walking, talking ATM who provides some used-up ho-bag a life of mediocrity and moderate comfort.
The ultimate point is this is it, buddy. You had one shot at being romantically successful and you're blowing it right now. Maybe you've already blown it. Only time will tell. For now, you're just slowly watching the seconds turn into minutes turn into hours turn into days as that tiny voice of desperation at the pit of your miserable being is whittled down to a near imperceptible whimper until, one day, you'll forget why you even wanted to be in a relationship in the first place. And when that day comes, you will truly cease to be.