Every girl in my english class that was at Prom: OMIGODVANESSAAREYOUANDALEXATHINGNOW? ISAWYOUGUYSATPROMANDYOUWEREADORABLE ANDIJUSTTHINKTHATYOUGUYSSHOULDDATE ANDYEAHPLEASETELLMEYOU’REATHING:D
Me: Slow down and breathe. Noooo. We’re friends. Does that make sense? Frieeeeeends. Not exclusive. Frieeeeeeeeeends. We’ve gone on dates, but that does not make us a couple. We. Are. Friends.
The girls: . . .*disappointment face* And you’re okay with that?
Me: …..um, duh. I’m moving in three months. I don’t want to be tied down.
Them: But…but…you…
Me: I am happy. We are not dating. Chill out. :)

Oh, teenage girls…XP they make me laugh.