might as well update on my embarrassment of a success story.
I somehow got myself to fall for the gorgeous, funny, pretentious a**hole of an actor/writer kid at my school. y'know how we all complain tht there are no boys at school who look like tumblr boys? yeah, this guy would be like 100k+ notes on there.
and that's not great for a potato like me with the vocabulary of an 8th grader. but i'm tired of feeling bad. maybe i'll just stop trying really hard and then i can focus more on what's happening and less on myself.