That One Girl

Tonight, i had a random girl that i have never seen before in my life come up to me and tell me something. It seemed like this girl knew me better than most people that i call my friends. As creepy as it sounds, and trust me it was pretty damn creepy, she just started telling me stuff about myself. she started saying how i'm the type of guy a girl wants, but will never like. She told me that every girl WANTS to like me, but they never can because of the way i am. I didn't get it, so i told her to explain it. She proceeded to tell me that it wasn't my fault at all, and that there was nothing i could actually do about it. She said that girls just "fawn" over me. Now at this point i had no idea what fawn meant, so she told me, and then it made sense. She said that she bets that i have never striked out before, which is true. She said that i could have a booty call ready in a text with less than three words. She was right. I asked her how she knew all of this about me. She told me that it wasn't hard to figure out. People talk. She said that being a sorority girl has its perks, one of them being that you figure out which one the guy to go after is, why he's the guy to go after, and then you figure out why he's still single. Again, she was right. There's a huge reason why i'm single. I have booty calls, i made out with three girls this past weekend; in one night. It's tuesday and i had the opportunity to go home with someone. I'm a hoe. But i can't stop. Everyone else has stable relationships and stable girls. I can't have that. So instead of just being lonely and finding someone, i go from girl to girl; just so i don't have to be lonely. I guess the whole point of this story is that i've changed so much. Everything she said made me think about high school, and then it made me think of halloween, two years ago. I don't think i've ever had a more perfect halloween yet. I miss that stability.

Song of the day:

I'm On One by DJ Khaled

Ps: i'm really surprised i just wrote all of that out with minimal mistakes. You can take a guess why...stay classy.