I am done being a good girl.
I dated the quarterback. I won prom queen. I got perfect grades, ended up at an Ivy League school pursuing the most practical degree for a stable career. I attended all the society events, portraying a perfect prize on his arm. Just like they told me to.
And what did it get me? Cheated on by my high school sweetheart.
I felt robbed of a life. The best years stolen from me all to be the perfect girlfriend and daughter, a participation trophy to show off to their friends.
Well f*ck him, and f*ck them too.
I couldn’t think of a better time to do whatever the fuck I want—starting with his best friends.
