Sometimes being around excessively beautiful people makes me happy. Other times it makes me sad.
There are occasions when I feel beautiful. It has been known to happen.
But on Saturday I went to a party where everyone was so fucking gorgeous it make me feel even more self-conscious than usual.
I know it probably sounds stupid, but I’m just being honest.
There’s nothing worse than standing with a group of gorgeous women oohing and aaahing over the various hot dudes at a party--and you're not one of them
I just got terrifically drunk and ate my first piece of fried chicken in years. Fuck it.
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