he declared to the public that his physical features were a chiseled mathematical equation of perfection in comparison to my own unprepossessing attributes
a bit conceited perhaps but I never give into such supercilious irrelevance with my modesty as I left him soaked in his own self-proclaimed victories
maybe I was doomed with the probability of having an abominable physiognomy or maybe it was just that he had a face only a mother could love and I didn’t have a mother