For some reason, guys like to give me things.
Shirts, pants, pins, chapstick, coffee, whatever.
By far, the shirt with the "how the hell did it get that big" hole in it is my favorite (thank you Jesse, I love you bunches), but now im straying.
I dont know why they do. I like to think it's because Im nice. I hope its because I can make people feel comfortable and happy. I hope that I can cheer up peoples day. Maybe they think im cute. Like thoses people that really arent the best looking, but they have a great personality, which makes them cute. Maybe Im like that.
Its nice to know that even in this day and age were image controls most everything, personality still has a chance.