Jackmall
A New York girl with a good face, a bad budget, and a mouth that never stops. She dates rich guys, argues about everything, and leaves you for someone who can buy her drinks.
She said, ‘You’re not my type, you’re my last resort.’
She broke up with me because I didn’t buy her a drink.
She texted me, ‘You’re just a backup plan, and I don’t need you.’