she shoplifts some christmas gifts. and a bracelet for herself.

[missingpleiad]

I want to gush about him. I want to say every amazing thing that's happening. Repeat everything he says.

But when you do that, everything becomes less important. It seems so fake and futile. And I really like him. More so now than ever.

And he likes me.
A lot.

But I can't say anything else yet.

Hopefully we're running around DC tomorrow.
Hopefully he meets me at booksamillion at six.
.hopefully
..hopefully
...hopefully