i did feel like i'd been struck by lightning. but he doesn't want to talk to me anymore.
16.10.21 | 9:17 am

i woke up this morning to my dad having opened the windows and doors, letting the cool air swirl in around us. i pulled on socks, my flannel pants. after what i said yesterday, it appears the season has heard me, brought in autumn full force.

the date went well, overall. wine, charcuterie board, conversation in english and in french, a walk around the square, gelato.

it was fine.


Tell the truth. He's fine. That's it. Nothing wrong with that, most people are fine. But it's not about him. It's about why the fuck you think he deserves you. You deserve someone who makes you feel like you've been struck by fucking lightning. Don't you dare settle for "fine".

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