I'm one of only thirty or so girls on campus who's yet to have a whiny fit about not having a boyfriend (or girlfriend where such applies). It's amazing how these girls who whimper at you about their lack of love-lives until you're battling homicidal urges will turn on you should you encounter an interesting person of your preferred gender. I didn't go searching for a partner, dribbly-mascara queen, I accidentally found one while cruising the Museum. And I won't fall into a pit of despair if we don't get married and live happily ever after. What you call "true love" is really just emotional dependence, so stop whining about it to me because I don't give a damn.

I'm currently a college freshman working on my degree in English with hopes of becoming a novelist. I'm dating an Ubergeek who calls me the Queen of Pain, and I make chain maille in my spare time. I AM a Heartless Bitch, and I AM damn proud of it.

Yes! I want to read more from Real Life Heartless Bitches

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