Sorority Figure

I’m sure it’ll be a great party even though I’m dressed like a Barbie it’s all in good fun I won’t drink more than one and they probably won’t even card me. I’m sure the flyers aren’t serious the cover girls all look delirious the guys all wear suits while the women “let loose” but I can’t justify the criteria. I’m sure it was one great big joke the way your fraternal friends spoke it wasn’t the way you called me your bae it’s just that I’ve never been groped. I’m sure it wasn’t your fault and it wasn’t really assault so let’s just forget the booze and the sweat and take it with a grain of salt. I’m sure there’s nothing to fear and in nine months to a year we’ll give in to fate and when you graduate we can shack up and share a career. Now I’m sure I was being naive turns out your name wasn’t Steve and all the support you swore not to retort leaves me nothing to do but to grieve.

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