do not read
(okay fine, you can read it)
a little diary.
read it before i lose my nerve ๐ซ

โ scroll if u dare โ
disclaimer ~
it's a crisis report ๐จ
filed by yours truly.
โณ status: hopelessly cooked
log entry โ247 ~
i thought it'd be a phase.
it's been a whole season. ๐
exhibit A ~
receipts. all of them. ๐งพ
โณ i'm a whole mess and you did this ๐ค
exhibit B ~
a tiny crime scene of how i got here โ
โ first ever selfie ๐ธ
โ the 3am laughs ๐
โ our dumb walks ๐ถ
โ stolen fries era ๐
โ random adventures โจ
every photo. every laugh.
i was falling and didn't even notice ๐ซ
the moment ~

you were just...
eating noodles. that's it.
that was the crime scene. ๐
i looked at you and went
"oh. oh no."
โณ never recovered btw
but wait ~
pls don't judge my brain. it's tired.
the cons make sense.
but the pros have your face in them. ๐ฅน
final entry ~
tap the envelope.
i can't say it out loud ๐ฅน
to: my favorite person
RE: this is bad
โ tap to rip it open โ
โ hi it's me โ
not the version i imagine at 2am.
not the version where we play it safe.
just... you. the real one.
if it scares u, i get it.
if it makes u laugh, also fair. ๐ญ
if u feel it too... tell me. pretty pls.
worst case: we still get fries on tuesday. ๐
best case: my whole life. ๐ท

no pressure. no take backs either.
i just had to write it down somewhere. ๐
โ end of diary entry โ
(will probably write another one tomorrow tbh) ๐ซ