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the good, the bad and the sexy

Who’s more honest? The womanizer with a bottle of Jack and smoldering eyes or the guy in the corner privately judging him and feeling sorry for himself?

I know which one I’d rather take home.

Why? Because he lives out loud and isn’t blaming anyone for his troubles.

We need to stop labeling people as “bad” and “good”, find the shadow and light within and have more fun.

My two cents on the matter.

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