You’re “Party Bi”
Heather/Mckenzie/Sydney/Meghan, when I met you things were a lot different. Specifically, we were drunk and surrounded by bros. The first part means that I didn’t think too much about that last part. You say I’m your girlfriend on Facebook, but when we go out I’m your “friend”. You always want to make out in public. Not light pecks, you’re climbing on top of me and ramming your tongue down my throat whenever we’re surrounded by cute boys. I get you alone, and if I want anything we have to take pictures. Am In in some sort of porn reality show without realizing it? It’s like you and me alone is your ultimate turn-off. I’m reasonably sure what you want is a job as a stripper, not a relationship, and I need to lose a few pounds before I’m considered a pole.
-Written by sparkling-decay