remember that time that i was asking BT about committing to a wedding in Pittsburgh, 6 months away in the summer, when he was all thinking about packing for his flight tomorrow, and still unpacking from TWO PREVIOUS trips in the last three weeks,
and there was a moment of mutual stress because I wanted to confirm the wedding attendance with my friend, and then he said, "i'll think
about it and let you know tomorrow" and so I could chill out and it was FIVE YEARS OF RELATIONSHIP LEARNING FOR THE WIN
* * *
dude, relationships are hard. or is that just me?
9:36 a.m. - 2014-03-25
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