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Prince Un-Charming

My butchered pixie-hair was growing out. Instead of Peter Pan, I now resembled a little Dutch boy. And no gross humped-out boil in sight. With my slight improvements, I set off to find a new Prince Charming. 607 more words



Dear Ridiculous Me,

Had the last time not been proof enough for you that this guy was not going to be your Prince Charming? I mean was him making you foot the round he’d offered to buy you because he couldn’t stomach a 20p service charge, and leaving you to figure out your own way back to the station after taking you somewhere you’d never been before, riding off on his little canary yellow bicycle into the distance, was that not quite enough? 600 more words