kaitlyn
you look prettiest after you finish crying so the second your done having a mental breakdown you haul ass to the bar and revel in the attention you get from a certain dark haired man across the room. you and this guy have a real sexy thing going on, he makes a move you ignore him, you make a move, he ignores you, it's a constant question of will they or wont they. you guys meet at the bar every single friday, it's like an unsaid rule. you have the cutest balenciaga miniskirts and Stella McCartney's. people might steer clear of you because you seem intimidating but thats okay, you prefer to judge them in your head anyway. and you have the prettiest hair and the plot twist is you cut it yourself












