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*As in "Welcome to" and where "Gator Country"
means "Los Angeles"
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Gator Country: girlcrush
i hated mindy montford, but she had a necklace that had an M on it. first name, last name, all the same. 9th grade. austin, texas. i immediately thought she was a cheeser, albeit a pretty cheeser, and that she needed to lose the necklace and her stupid speech about how see? mindy and montford start with an M and so she has an M necklace. jesus christ. is that what we're really like to outsiders?
i made a vow after that day: i wanted to be a hot, smart girl. (that was my wish, at least.) because if i was a guy, that's the kind of girl i'd want to fool around with. like, a lot. someone who was a lady on the streets but a freak in the sheets. someone who could read a book, and not a comic book, to the end, have an opinion, and not toot her horn just because she had one. where is there a guy who is like that?
where?
over and over again, i keep getting impressed by my female friends. and i wonder for many of them, if i could manufacture a guy like you, that would be a wonderful thing.
here's to the fabulous females. i love all you bitches.
(from a bitch herself!)
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