I’ve been listening to this song on repeat this past week.
It’s my life. If I’m going to waste it, gonna waste it on you. It’s my life. If I’m gonna waste it — I’ll be wasted on you. Look what you did to me. I tell myself if I’m gonna fall, it’ll be from high places even when it hurts. At least, we loved hard. Didn’t we, baby?” -Fletcher
I asked my boyfriend out on a date this previous Saturday (Saturday is usually our date day and we normally switch from planning. Sometimes.). I wanted this date to be a surprise, no special occasion, so the only thing I told him was to dress warmish and be ready at 4 PM for me to pick him up.
Note: This post lacks pictures because I didn’t take any. Whoops.