If you want a full, and complete explanation to every reason as to why I'm a your perfect God-awful person and why I'm such a bitch, here it goes:

I don't like coming second.

You know why?

(Ignore the awful grammar. "2nd place is THE 1st loser")

Don't make me be the 1st loser. I know I don't deserve much, but come on. COME ON.

Happy insecurities.

Love, Vicki