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Dinner with the parents the sister and Jess. I am rocking the jean shirt under the sweater. Classy.
ALSO JESS IS GETTING DINNER WITH MY FAMILY AND I. YUSSSSSSSS!
Double also that’s a crazy smile.
I remember everything about the last second I saw you
The song that was playing, what you were wearing, what I was wearing, the scent in the air, how the light was shining on you, how badly I was shaking, the look on your face, how my glasses felt against my face, the tears in my eyes, how I couldn’t talk, the feeling of my heart in my throat, how intensely my brain was screaming at me for driving away, you walking into your dads house in my rearview mirror, and how lucky i was that no car was driving in the road with me because my whole being was enraptured by you in my rearview mirror.
I’ve got a date with a beautiful, talented, and smart girl who I’m pretty sure is out of my league today.
I ain’t scared, I’m giddy like a freakin 5 year old!
It’s funny how I had the most epic anxiety/panic attack of my life today and it was over school shit and my life in general AND now I’m too tired to do this stupid fucking project that I freaked out over in the first place.