Oh. I'm about so tall, very pretty, but I have horrible thighs and a constitutional crisis.
I am a man of 100 MySpace Friends. That is all. For every new friend I make, I have to drop an old friend. Hard but fair. I take this very seriously. When I request your friendship, bear in mind that your acceptance will lead to the shattered heart of another, and that in time, your own heart may buckle under the strain of maintaining THE ONE HUNDRED. Fuck's sake.
More Karma Rotting, like gas.