Here's a nice thought for ugly people like me. The more you have the more insecure your partner will feel that you will leave them, the more stupid paranoid arguments you'll have, the more constricted your social life will be and the more you'll want to leave them. This said I should be happier if the vessel of my soul where a fine enamelled flagon instead of a non-spill baby cup full of sticky dribble! Still, at least I'm not going to cry over spillt milk.
Signed; a 24year old baldy with glasses and crooked teeth
If I couldn't laugh at myself how could I laugh at someone less ridiculous?