If you hear my name the first thing that probably comes to mind is "slut". Think what you want of me, it's never hurt me before. I'm a hell of a lot better than most of you anyway.
So things are gonna get a little funky around here for me as far as being on. I’m working the late shifts baking for this cupcake place. So I’ll be at work from (on average) 8pm to 4am, sleeping from 4am-1or2pm and then I’ll be on between 2pm and 7pm.
This job might actually kill me.
Well hello there, Professor. -smirks-
Hi Ms. Whitaker! Why are you up to late?
Oh. Nothing really. Thought I’d take a stroll about. You seem to be heading nowhere in particular. Not getting into any mischief tonight, are we Sir?
-chuckles- And people say I’m a slut. You know what, sweetpea? Maybe if you actually tried to find your own man you’d be a decent girl. But you’re problem is you’re so focused on what everyone else has. Why is that?
You should get a fucking life and stop going after everyone else’s boyfriends because you’re too much of a trollop to get you’re own.
Bored out of my mind!!! Know any good parties? I am hurt you didn’t invite me to the last one.Afraid not. And I didn’t throw the last one.
