yesterday i was reminded why i literally swore off dating for 3 years
because i was absolutely positively convinced he was in love with me.
i love the hands reaching up towards him in that picture.
for those little girls, he's still on that proverbial pedastal.
i hope they don't ruin it for themselves like i did.
it was a great four years:
it all began the beginning of my freshman year.
it's all ending now, a week before i graduate.
only ten concerts, but a million memories.
thank you.
i'm so lame.