I like it, but... depressing much?

You know, to read your stuff, one might think you're a dark, angsty gothic sort with a lot of emotional baggage and at least an undiagnosed bi-polar disorder. Humanity will be so shocked, when you become a famous author, to learn that you are in fact a cute, pink-wearing, chicken-finger-loving, chocolate-craving anglo/franco/linguophile with a dog who talks like Donkey from "Shrek." You better start working on the façade now. Maybe you could show up to one of your book signings in a coffin. No wait, that's been done...

I agree that there should always be hope for everyone, and that there is someone out there for everyone. But it's so much more interesting when people are left thinking they're destined to be alone. Maybe it will force Willow and Buffy to develop some new and productive hobbies. Like cross-stitch or Mah-jong.

How gloomy. While I'm sure they won't find loves like those again while Joss is at the helm, they shouldn't lose hope. There's always fanfiction!