I'm sick, and tired of men.
I swear to god, I get crappy guy after crappy guy. It's either that or they're gay. (mostly gay)
It's like I've been cursed.
I wish this was like Egyptain or Roman times where I could stand on a table and point "that one!" or at least have them flogged for lying to me.
I think I'm pretty, I mean, it's not like I'm stark
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