so I’m doing homework with this guy in the library (he joined hannah and I but now it’s just me and him) and I feel really uncomfortable bc we have been introduced like 5 times, and we had a class together where we sat at the same table thing and now the only reason he remembers me is because I was making out with a guy in his kitchen for like an hour on friday. oops.
officially starting a parental angst tag.
so if you don’t want to see that shit just block “parental angst”.
sorry there’s been so much of it of late.
eek my mom just texted me asking how I was doing.
I think this is the first time that my mom has ever asked me how I was doing. she always asks how things are going, or like how school is going. never about how I am doing. it’s a small distinction. but like.
nvm you came back