Thanks for writing on my door in permanent marker that I'm a loser. Real mature for a college student. I thought we left that stuff behind in high school.

I go out, I party, I have a few drinks I just don't bring home random college boys to drunkenly fumble their way into my vag.

So you don't like me because I don't fuck lots of random guys, is that it? I realize you're a slut but telling everyone I haven't slept with anyone since school started really proves it.

It's October for fucks sakes! Big deal, I haven't found any guy I want to sleep with here yet. Maybe I don't want some whiny guy texting me wondering why we're not hanging out...you know guys can be stage 5 clingers, too and I'm not looking for that right now.

Every guy you've slept with in the last few weeks would rather walk into oncoming traffic than acknowledge you exist. What does that say about you?

Sounds like quantity over quality if you ask me. —Bring it on