Fugly

How was it possible he looked cool and calm and falling to pieces all at once?

You have to believe you deserve the things you want and expect them to happen. Then you need the determination to see them through despite the obstacles.

I think it's because when I look at you, I see us. and we're beautiful together.

I get that you have a huge ego and probably don’t want to admit you’re a disgusting, shallow bastard, but don’t hide behind a doctor’s note.

But I think deep down inside I always knew that being genuinely ugly (not just “unattractive” as Asshole had called it) would slow me down.

I wanted to ruffle this man’s pretty feathers. Then I wanted to pluck them out and make a fancy headband.

Now, I get how strange this is going to sound, but good old Craig here calling Mr. Cole a “fucking dick” somehow rubbed me the wrong way. I inexplicably felt like I was the only person in the world who’d earned that privilege.

Conquering meant one pushed the obstacle out of the way. Total annihilation or domination.

It is called cacophobia, Miss Snow. It is a disorder.” I blinked at him, trying my best not to laugh hysterically and roll on the floor.

Now if you’ll excuse me, real life is calling and there’s no room for self-righteous, delusional little girls. Big boys only.

It was completely unprofessional to speak about your boss like that to someone who wasn’t a trusted friend or family member you leaned on for the requisite boss-venting.

I’m going to give you some advice: don’t be such a whiny asshole. It makes you look weak.

You are the most unattractive woman I’ve ever met. And you are exactly what I need.

I realized how love could insulate a person from just about anything. Especially self-love.

Ironically, I remember that not even the pretty girls were exempt from this sick breed of torment. And if they couldn’t escape it, what about me?

When it comes to your looks, the only option in this world that matters is yours.

Good luck,” he said, but really meant “fuck you” by his tone. Changed my mind. “Thanks, Amy.” Fuck you back.

Oh, but he allooowed it. Like he gave me some precious permission slip to ride his cock.

By the way, I bought six tubes of lip gloss after seeing you naked.” Oh, wait. “In the photo, I mean.

I vote you fire him and then kick his ass so your liability is reduced to only your personal assets versus the company’s.