I do want you. And I wanted to do this with you, but no. So I wanted the next best: to wait, but no. So I’m doing what you’ve always wanted me to do. And I’m scared, but going begrudgingly.

And my life has never been so uncertain.

I seriously think I might throw up and die if I do one more set. If you’re reading this, please come to the Hollywood Studios dance party and give me some ginger ale.

What the fuck?


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