Confessions of a College Single
The craziest bitch on the block ready to spill her secrets.
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I am going to be honest. I’m the shit. While my bracket may be suffering a UConn loss, I’m celebrating straight A’s and internship confirmations. I’m drinking every night and running every bar I go to. And while you quickly and desperately reply to every teasing text I send, I want you to know that I’m still on top and I’ll never ever crumble under your words. Ever again.
I am woman. -
If there wasn’t photographic evidence that I have game (FUCKING HOUSEMATES ARE PAPARAZZI), I’d think I was a hermit.
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- if a girl likes you: She will flirt with you, play hard to get, twirl her hair ect.
- if a boy likes you: He will flirt with you, chat you up, talk to you ect.
- if I like you: I will stalk you from a distance, make note of everyone you talk to (your friends, family ect.), I will get to know your interests and never, ever will I attempt to make a move. Then I will proceed to buy cats.
