We are all Whore's

I am a dumb, insecure, whore. Yes Yes Yes.
The boy called and of course, why wouldn't he?
Everything is in my head, it always is.
I guess I can't live conflict free.
Need me some drama.
Though this might be the opportune time to figure out what is going on
between us since we are approaching the critical four month mark.

I went to a Fraternity last night with my ex SoHo's (Sorority Ho's).
Haven't stepped foot into one of those places in a long time.
As usual, no boys talked to me, so I caught up on girly gossip and
made fun of other peoples' outfits.
Yes that makes me cool.