I’m a loverrrr not a fighter. (Mostly because despite being willing to fight, most people could probably flatten me.)

But I can do schoolyard psychological warfare. Proudly responsible for helping to eject certain people from a group. No, it wasn’t me being a bully – they were pretty much poisoning everyone else’s friendships. And besides, they’re crazy – their aims in life pretty much involve getting married and stomped all over by rich guys.

Maybe it’s a chick thing.