Rant of a Closet JealousBitch
Sometimes
A hell of a lot of the time, on a college campus where there is a 7 to 1 girl/guy ratio, I want to yell:
HEY, BITCH
GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY BOYFRIEND
BEFORE I SMACK YOU THE FUCK UP FOR TRYING TO GET HIM TO LIKE YOU MORE
But I don't.
Because I'm Carissa. And Carissa doesn't think, much less say stuff like that.
Sigh.
A hell of a lot of the time, on a college campus where there is a 7 to 1 girl/guy ratio, I want to yell:
HEY, BITCH
GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY BOYFRIEND
BEFORE I SMACK YOU THE FUCK UP FOR TRYING TO GET HIM TO LIKE YOU MORE
But I don't.
Because I'm Carissa. And Carissa doesn't think, much less say stuff like that.
Sigh.