On the first day of Christmas, my single friends gave to me
A barely wrapped pack of Plan B
On the second day of Christmas, my single friends gave to me
Two mental breakdowns
And a barely wrapped pack of Plan B
On the third day of Christmas, my single friends gave to me
Three comparisons about how I’m the Charlotte to your Carrie
Two mental breakdowns
And a barely wrapped pack of Plan B
On the fourth day of Christmas, my single friends gave to me
Four drunken pep talks
Three “you’re the Charlotte to my Carries”
Two mental breakdowns
And a barely wrapped pack of Plan B
On the fifth day of Christmas, my single friends gave to me
A MILLION QUESTIONS ABOUT AN ENGAGEMENT RING
Four drunken pep talks
Three “you’re the Charlotte to my Carries”
Two mental breakdowns
And a barely wrapped pack of Plan B
On the sixth day of Christmas, my single friends gave to me
Six shots of whiskey
A MILLION QUESTIONS ABOUT AN ENGAGEMENT RING
Four drunken pep talks
Three “you’re the Charlotte to my Carries”
Two mental breakdowns
And a barely wrapped pack of Plan B
On the seventh day of Christmas, my single friends gave to me
Seven voicemails from the bar bathroom
Six shots of whiskey
A MILLION QUESTIONS ABOUT AN ENGAGEMENT RING
Four drunken pep talks
Three “you’re the Charlotte to my Carries”
Two mental breakdowns
And a barely wrapped pack of Plan B
On the eighth day of Christmas, my single friends gave to me
Eight questions on Beth’s “status”
Seven voicemails from the bar bathroom
Six shots of whiskey
A MILLION QUESTIONS ABOUT AN ENGAGEMENT RING
Four drunken pep talks
Three “you’re the Charlotte to my Carries”
Two mental breakdowns
And a barely wrapped pack of Plan B
On the ninth day of Christmas, my single friends gave to me
Their preferences on a wedding that’s not even a real thing yet
Eight questions on Beth’s “status”
Seven voicemails from the bar bathroom
Six shots of whiskey
A MILLION QUESTIONS ABOUT AN ENGAGEMENT RING
Four drunken pep talks
Three “you’re the Charlotte to my Carries”
Two mental breakdowns
And a barely wrapped pack of Plan B
On the tenth day of Christmas, my single friends gave to me
10 doorbell rings at 4 am
Preferences on a wedding that’s not even a real thing yet
Eight questions on Beth’s “status”
Seven voicemails from the bar bathroom
Six shots of whiskey
A MILLION QUESTIONS ABOUT AN ENGAGEMENT RING
Four drunken pep talks
Three “you’re the Charlotte to my Carries”
Two mental breakdowns
And a barely wrapped pack of Plan B
On the eleventh day of Christmas, my single friends gave to me
11 likes on Insta
10 doorbell rings at 4 am
Preferences on a wedding that’s not even a real thing yet
Eight questions on Beth’s “status”
Seven voicemails from the bar bathroom
Six shots of whiskey
A MILLION QUESTIONS ABOUT AN ENGAGEMENT RING
Four drunken pep talks
Three “you’re the Charlotte to my Carries”
Two mental breakdowns
And a barely wrapped pack of Plan B
On the twelfth day of Christmas, my single friends gave to me
12 cans of Natty
11 likes on Insta
10 doorbell rings at 4 am
Preferences on a wedding that’s not even a real thing yet
Eight questions on Beth’s “status”
Seven voicemails from the bar bathroom
Six shots of whiskey
A MILLION QUESTIONS ABOUT AN ENGAGEMENT RING
Four drunken pep talks
Three “you’re the Charlotte to my Carries”
Two mental breakdowns
And a barely wrapped pack of Plan B.
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My state gave you J. Law, Clooney, two-fifths of the Backstreet Boys, and multiple fifths of bourbon. The SEC is better, Beyoncé is my Jesus, and one time I wrote a cover letter using Brian McKnight lyrics. Psuedo-adult by day; PGP, TFM, and TSM contributor by night. Please don't ask me to do math.
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