Moments.

That moment when you talk about breaking all the rules you've set up to ensure that no one gets hurt or attached.

And that other moment when you decide the 19 year old, sweet, cute, adorable boy you went on a date with was too nice and you need to be a jerk to him to make him leave you alone.

And finally that moment when you decide to work on a Saturday, even though you don't have to, just because you don't want to spend that time with your family and the money seems more appealing.


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So.
Waking early tomorrow to go to the bank.
Shopping.
Working 2:30-10:30pm.
Out with Corey (that's an unsure/maybe)
Sunday is for hair dying.
And looking at beds (also a maybe).
And hanging out with Thomas. . . who likes me wayyyy to fucking much.