Running Away From Mr. Right

This isn't a "coming of age" "boy meets girl" tale. Nor is it a "romantic comedy" or those bullshit stories about how Mr. Right swifts the girl off her feet. That didn't happen to me. I don't mean to be an asshole here, but I'm almost 95% sure it won't happen to you either. There isn't a perfect "Mr. Right". You see, all men are bastards. The one who is just the right amount, he's Mr. Right.