[TEXT] You’re right… Um, I’m going to go now. I’m sorry.
Text: Don’t go running off. Prove me you actually mean it and stick around. Live through knowing you hurt me and look me in the eyes every time you want to see him.
Whatever. Don’t come over tonight, since everyone’s so adamant about me being alone and friendless, I’d rather be in my room to myself tonight.
I’m flirty. That’s my personality. If you don’t like it then you may kindly gtfo.
Tell me right now, Do you have any intent on trying to get with Jeff at all? Or do you actually respect me enough to stop with the stripping in front of him?
sigh. Whatever, I’m not in the mood to argue.
she didn’t do anything wrong!
She has no respect for us.