Hi, Was gonna ask if you want to come to our sleepover but you'll probably brush us off anyway...if you wanna come just say otherwise we will leave you alone. ok? ok? dark? hello? ok? ok? Are we annoying yet? say yes!
i keep thinking about how you were the first man i trusted in years. the first one i confided in about the others, 3, 4, 5 times my age when it began; some only twice my age when it ended. i was vulnerable and i just wanted to be loved. and you took that and wrung me dry of all i’d felt for you in the beginning until i am myself today: guarded and resentful of love, and further traumatized.
it’s called The Girl’s Club, but boys can join as well so idk
they communicate through finger spelling with some of their own weird modifications, and they call this The Girl’s Club Code
they also flash lights to communicate from house to house
only one Girl’s Club member per household!
Girl’s Club members have access to a secret list of job openings
members must also host parties at their house from time to time
all members take shifts tailing random people in the neighborhood, for no real reason
mostly this means following soccer moms and varsity football players to the grocery store
it’s a secret club. i went to a friend’s house and she was like “oh for fuck’s sake, my little sister is in this stupid club and she said there were no nearby members but she’s been blinking a flashlight out the window at the neighbor, can you find out who else is in this?” which is what kicked off my entire investigation.