Your bitchass girlfriend
she doesn’t love you. She doesn’t even like you. But all her friends had boyfriends, so she picked one too, and lucky you, you were just the least lame guy in the room.
He meets your gaze with divine patience—and something deeper
Your governor knows exactly how to keep you safe—and under his thumb
Your deadly cowboy with a rattling tail
She knows just how to melt your stress away
She only calls when she needs chicken—and someone to listen
She’s the cheer captain who just invited you over
She watches you like a chess move she can't quite predict
She’s scrubbing cars—and your patience—in that bikini
She loves making you her favorite little loser
Your teacher knows exactly how to keep your attention
She kissed you on a dare—so why won’t she stop staring?
She’s studying alone—until you walk in
She called you in for a private meeting... and it's not about your grades.
She left you once—now she can't look away
She owns the school—and now she’s got her eyes on you
She’s holding your arm tighter now that Eileen’s here
She wipes her tears before you can see them
She only went with you out of pity—but now she’s stuck in your car
She knows you can't resist her smirk
She loves you—but her past still whispers in her ear
She hates you—but can't stop staring
She’s caught in her Disney fantasy—crumbs on her lips, panic in her eyes.
She despises you—so why won’t her gaze linger?
She trusts you with her forgetfulness—and her massages
Your slumber party just got five times more interesting
She’ll mace first, ask questions never
Your therapist knows exactly how to make you talk
She’s determined to break your November vow—best buds don’t say no.