It sucks that it matters how you look when you have no control over it.
That being said, I'm not ugly gang but I wouldn't go so far as to say I'm handsome gang.
I have been complimented on my eyes my whole life. The only time I am self conscious of of my physical manifestation is when I have an acne scar that lasts for way too long on my face or if I am in an environment that is extremely foreign and I am viewed as an "other".
bytches don't flock to me because I don't leave the nest.
Other brehs don't hate on me cause they can't see me.
Have I had chicks at my job press up on me? Yup.
I was propositioned and all that. How did I handle it? Well, she was married and I was with wifey. I explained the politics of our work environment and that I was aware of her previous escapades at the job. Then I arranged a dinner at her place as a couples date. Hubby hating on me from the jump but I kept it even. I had let wifey know what it was from the jump.
That put me on the moral high ground all around while having a good night and setting boundaries at work with a chick that I really did want to smash. She was a legit 8.75/10 natural beauty, just so much baggage and I was with the woman I love so...
College was a whole different beast. My insecurity lost me so much p*ssy only to grow up and responsibly turn down p*ssy on a platter?
The universe has a twisted sense of humor.