The Trouble With Hot Guys (Or Why I Stopped Being Superficial)
But really, who wants perfect? Perfect’s boring. Perfect has nothing to say. Perfect likes Armageddon. Besides, I’m so far from perfect, it’s disgusting.
Literally disgusting.
But really, who wants perfect? Perfect’s boring. Perfect has nothing to say. Perfect likes Armageddon. Besides, I’m so far from perfect, it’s disgusting.
Literally disgusting.