The Zen of Conceit
Ahhh, don't we love ourselves we beautiful people?
Good looks can be such a gosh darn curse, but it is a cross
I, for one, willingly bare, for, otherwise, I would, well,
look like all the others, and the very thought of this makes
my skin positively crawl. When someone dares to contact
me, I usually ignore them. If I do write, I give them an obviously
fake nice rejection. My goodness do not these, these "people"
understand we beautiful people are on an Internet Dating
Service to taunt the average--to show them what they are
not?! Why else pray-tell would we have to resort to a Dating
Service year after year? Pub-leaze!
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