Kimmy Is One Ugly Lover

I feel so depressed right now. I feel so ugly. You make me feel ugly. You make me feel depressed. You say looks don't matter but really? It doesn't?

Are you happy now you've found a pretty lady who's a racist like you. Perfect isn't it? Almost. But the problem is she's a devout Catholic. So, back into my arms for the meantime. Well. Goodluck on your voyage of finding the perfect gorgeous and intelligent girl. I know you'll find her someday. And I know you'll leave me for that.

I wish you read my blog too. I wish you hold my hand. I wish you kiss me. I wish you hug. Without me telling you to do so. I wish I was pretty like them. I wish I was sexy like them. I wish.