Junkie
Formerly known as Californian
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I met her online. She was young, to say the least. Yes, I like girls on the much younger side. Big deal.
We talked for an hour or so. Pathetic to fix on a girl you just met, right? Anyway, there she was being polite, interesting, and super cute. She had such a gorgeous face. A petite body. My age did not bother her in the slightest.
But there was a problem: she never saw my face. Curiously, she never asked me for a picture of myself. She was just happy to chat with me. Plus, she had a boyfriend. Her relationship seemed to be going fine and it's not like she would be attracted to my ugly face, so I never replied back to her messages and just let her go.
And months later, here I am thinking about that gorgeous face. I hate being ugly.
We talked for an hour or so. Pathetic to fix on a girl you just met, right? Anyway, there she was being polite, interesting, and super cute. She had such a gorgeous face. A petite body. My age did not bother her in the slightest.
But there was a problem: she never saw my face. Curiously, she never asked me for a picture of myself. She was just happy to chat with me. Plus, she had a boyfriend. Her relationship seemed to be going fine and it's not like she would be attracted to my ugly face, so I never replied back to her messages and just let her go.
And months later, here I am thinking about that gorgeous face. I hate being ugly.





