“It felt so wrong / It felt so right / Don't mean I'm in love tonight/ I kissed a girl and I liked it / I liked it …”
Girls like me.
I mean, they like me, like me.
It’s an awkward thing to admit, and you have to understand, I’m not a conceited person. I don’t actually think all girls like me, but I have been hit on by so many of my lipgloss wearing amigas that one day it just occurred to me – chicks kinda dig me.
This article appears in Jan 27 – Feb 2, 2010.