
Disclaimer-- I'm PMSing. I'm moody, and anyone that so much as looked at me the wrong way today was getting it. I mean if looks could kill, I'm like Medusa today. Does that even make sense? Whatever. Go with it. Or else...So today, when one of my lovely friends showed me this on instagram...I KNEW that I had met this month's unlucky guy! Obviously, I commented. Which yeah, I guess makes me immature too but at least I can admit that :)(xo is always the bitchiest thing I can thing to sign out with...thanks Gossip Girl)Sooooooo sweet. I bet his mom is so proud. And then he screen shotted his er--clever? responses and posted them for all of instagram...