the story of how we met:
high school orientation. parents insisted we interacted (my mom and his dad were friends in high school). i complimented her mystic messenger hoodie. i don't remember what happened after this. last thing i remember him saying was "you have the same general feel of someone who still likes homestuck in 2018." the sad part is i still liked homestuck in 2018. i still like homestuck in 2023.
the story of how we started dating:
i got abused in 2019 and thought i was romance repulsed until 2021. realized one day i wasn't. had a panic attack over the idea of having a crush on my best friend anyway. woke up one morning and decided to ask her out. realized later that meant he had a thing for me beforehand, which freaked me out. we fucked once before this which makes it even funnier. made all of our friends guess what happened. one of them guessed that i ate raw meat again.
can i get an actual sincere scrollbox amen
an extremely large part of why i survived high school is because i knew this thing would be sad. and i hate making people sad. especially my favorite people. (i have borderline personality disorder) so i basically just didn't die. what a world we live in
