Oh, they can say it all they want to, but I need a place to vent my frustration about a world that thinks if you don't look like Paris Hilton, you're worthless.

Judging someone by looks is for children on the playground. "Oooh, I don't want to be your friend. You have a mole on your nose." "Let's not play with her. She's wearing the wrong color shoes."

And it sickens me that there are adults who still think that way, and call it being sexually attracted. Believe me, I don't care if a man has crooked teeth or a big gut. I'd rather he be kind-hearted. If I've got a choice between someone who is drop-dead gorgeous and treats me like dirt, or someone who looks like something my cat chewed up, who treats me like gold, I'd go for the ugly dude every time.