PLEASE NOTE: I’m still friends with a lot of friends from college and I’ve grown up (maybe) since my 2nd year of college, so I’ve fabricated some events and catered them to sound more story-like than real to convey a fun read rather than to bash on anyone. I’m not even sharing this on any social media, so I doubt anyone will find it, but I’m providing this disclaimer just in case.
As Beyonce said in the bridge of Destiny’s Child’s “Survivor”:
You know I’m not gon’ diss you on the internet,
cause my mama taught me better than that.
Without further ado, let’s begin.
I’ve always had commitment issues. From changing my profile picture on MySpace to going from “liking” a boy to “like-liking” a boy, I was the girl who went to prom with her best guy friend because, like N’SYNC once sang, there were noOo strings attached.