Is it me or are men in hiding?
Back in the day, I had a friend (let’s call her Laura) who to my relief, knew that she was no Beyonce or Angelina Jolie. However, she made it her sworn duty to traumatise any other girl who thought they were. She wrote malicious lists of girls in every dormitory, starting with the prettiest to the – well – not so pretty ones.
Showing that you are responsible for your own happiness is admirable. Net photo.