tumblrbot asked: ROBOTS OR DINOSAURS?
I’ll admit it.
I’m a wee bit intoxicated.
So honesty lane, here I come.
I wrote this part over at one of Nick’s friends houses.
“I’m not sure what to do at this point. I’m torn between thinking he’s just another low-life guy, and actually believing that he’s a good, honest, faithful man. Is it truly just my thoughts that are making me upset? Has he ever given me a reason to not trust him, or have the doubts I’ve been having stemmed off of what others say? He looks good in red. I can never tell what he’s thinking about, and that bothers me. I’m afraid to feel intimate or deep or “have a moment” with him out of fear of feeling stupid. His gamer face is adorable. I feel weird staring at him like this. But he’s so fascinating.”
The kisses we shared in the car before he left was what could only be described as magical. I think I’m going to trust this. I think I am going to give this all I’ve got. Nick Proske is more than worth it. And I am truly, irrevocably in love with him and want to spend the rest of my days proving that to him. Past be damned. That’s the absolute, honest to God’s truth.
Flying on a plane?
I’m gonna turn into an alcoholic haha
I’m nervous about meeting my brother and seeing my grandfather again.
I don’t know who all is going to be there.
Sammi is going into anxiety mode.
Day after tomorrow, I’ll be in St. Louis.
Lord, please give me strength.