'i know but what was i supposed to say?' i asked my friend rochelle while carefully applaying black lipstick to my lips. The only night when i EER wear black lipstick. Haloween.
'anything but "get the hell out!"' rochelle berkata laughing. this was yet annother conversation about yet another one of my ex boyfriends.
I may quite literally be sick of boys. But im not done flirting yet. i smiled to myself and began putting eyeliner on. 'well sorreee but i did tell him not to come after the break up' i replied looking in the mirror as not to smudge.