But I do have to hand it to her though. In high school, she found my senior prom date. Yes. There's no need to comment...I was awkward and a complete nerd and there were no guys lining up at my front door waiting to take me out.
Don’t Worry
That and Mr. NiceGuy turned into Mr. DoucheBag and that left me wondering if I'd ever be able to tell the difference between "a nice guy" from a "I'm-really-just-a-douchebag-charmer-but-I-play-nice-for-about-amonth-or-so-while-you-fall-for-me-and-then-show-my-true-colors-and-turn-into-Mr.Asshole."
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