…sad that this beautiful weekend is nearly over. We had a successful surprise party for Chooch, got to hang out with some of our favorite people, and today Henry HELD MY HAND during our walk through Brookline (because I latched on and wouldn’t let go but still).
Now I’m relaxing with MVs because I’m 16 and I’m trying to take my mind off of the stress of buying G-Dragon tickets.
“You have teenage priorities,” Henry said.
IT’S CALLED HAVING PASSIONS, BUT OK.
More later. I’m tired.
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