It’s Okay to Be “That” Girl

Casual sex is nothing to be ashamed of

Ms. Part Time Wino

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I stared at Elise as tears ran down her face. Her black mascara was smudged underneath her eyes and slowly dripping down her cheeks.

“Why doesn’t he respond to my messages anymore?” she howled.

Elise and I only knew each other for a week. We were introduced by a mutual friend who thought we would get…

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Ms. Part Time Wino

first of her name. writer of nonsense. queen of drinking wine.