Pretty friends are screwing me over.
10:16 a.m.

I love you to death, but I gotta stop. Every guy I introduce you to, falls in love with you. It's not just you either, it's my best friend too. You two girls are taking all the guys I've ever known and you know perfectly well I am not Miss Socialite.

Maybe I should just stop making friends with pretty people who have even better personalities. Because in comparison I look like a diseased baboon who hasn't attended anger management for awhile.

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