I’m Ugly And I Don’t Give A Damn About It
I always feel blessed, and confused at the same time, whenever a guy likes me. I’m ugly. And I am not saying this in an inferior way. I’m saying this as in a matter-of-fact way.
I always feel blessed, and confused at the same time, whenever a guy likes me. I’m ugly. And I am not saying this in an inferior way. I’m saying this as in a matter-of-fact way.
The problem is that, with God, I have to live a clean life.