You Have The Right To Remain Ridiculed

Call it a tribute. Call it a refugee camp. What the heck, call it having some plain ol' fun.

Any ideas for trainwrecks?

I do.

Turns out being turned off by your significant other's skin color has no bearing on the sweet luvin'.

"I spent most of last night having a tearful discussion with FH about what I consider his lack of physical attraction to me. I can't talk to him anymore right now so I'm here. I'm black and he is not. I don't think he finds me attractive and that it is in large part due to my being black. I wrote him this letter a few days ago and when we discussed it he alternately denied everything and conceded that he doesn't find me viscerally attractive but still loves me. Though it hurts, I acknowledge I'm not pretty. I'm used to men telling me that I need to lose weight or fix my teeth or change my hairstyle but what he doesn't like isn't anything I can change. He isn't mean about this but his lack of attraction shows and I resent it."

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For someone with a self esteem of this bottomless calibre, it is quite hilarious that she thinks she lives in a Fairy Tale World.

"I think he does accept me but I am having difficulty accepting
that I am less-than-ideal in his eyes."

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That's quite painful, princess Fiona...