Heather Mejia

One of my best friends is a boy. I love him. But I’m gonna be real with you: sometimes he really, really sucks.

I’ve been single for a while and it’s only recently started to bother me a little. I’m pretty sure it’s not about validation; if I need to feel attractive all I have to do is brush my hair and walk around the city for 30 minutes.

It’s just like all those rules you have to follow when you’re trying to get that boy to like you freshman year of high school.