On the 11th day of Chickmas some crazy chick gave to T, eleven lies stop fucking lying!
Ten signals that she’s mixing!
Nine booty calls is still not dating!
Eight of your exes trying to warn me!
Seven dates and this ship is already sinking!
Six reasons why she’s not a princess!
Fiiive GO to HELLS!!!!
Four crazy ass texts at 3AM!
Three yeps she’s fucked in the head!
Two too many dumb conversations!
And a reminder of why I’m single and don’t like stupid drama bitch please!