A reader who’s also a writer who likes to read, writes:
Saw this ugly motherfucker – I mean butt-ugly sommabitch – with a hot girl walking down the street in Times Square. Suspicious. And I asked myself why do I attract and get tacked with the second rate bitches.
Maybe that “hot” girl is perfect for that ugly motherfucker. For all I know she could be a fucking twat with the ugliest personality. Yea, that’s what I tell myself.
Why do I attract second rate bitches in the first place? Maybe it says more about who I am than who they are.