Up until the car accident, that was the worst I've ever been through. And my date.... he didn't make it. Help took hours to get to us. I had to just lay there knowing what had happened.
It's a dance for school where girls ask the guys.
See, I don't even know if he does. I don't remember what I told him. I'm... I'm so skittish with new people and for all I know he's a serial killer. I don't know why he makes me feel so safe. Other than he's killing himself trying to help me. Paying bills and things.
I can't ask him to do more than he is. I'm not really comfortable with anyone here, only Kurt and only sort of. He must be amazing, I took his last name as opposed to hyphenating. Which I don't even remember.
Now I can't.... I can hardly let him touch me, I'm so freaked out.