we're out of beer someon go get some
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Your best friend is an idiot.eta: a few hours later
Hey.
I'm an idiot
Edited in later:Crisis averted. We're going on a date.
So I'm going to do something super gross and probably ridiculous rn and you just have to pretend like you aren't scoffing and/or laughing.
I want to thank you for last night, because I really enjoyed it. And like, obviously for obvious reasons. But also because this whole 'new body' thing has been really weird and I feel like I've been flailing around aimlessly. Especially since I still don't know people so well. You made me actually really, genuinely enjoy being in this new skin and appreciate it for what it is. I know there was a lot of alcohol and such involved, but still. It's easy not to really grasp how I fit into my old self with this new shape, and it's amazing what feeling attractive and confident can do, even if it's alcohol-induced.
SO YES. Sorry for being such weirdo about it, but it was necessary. Deal with it. :D