I want to write everything down because I don’t want to forget the things that have happened.
I don’t want to forget what’s happened because you were my first, for a lot of things. And I don’t want to forget the confusion, the excitement, the nervousness, the doubt, the fear that I had, even if all of it makes me mad now, because you were a story that was never supposed to happen.
Flashback to three months ago, when I tweeted about Snapchat and you added me shortly after. I was surprised, considering our history. And because it felt like enough time had passed since that year of embarrassment and another year of unexplored possibilities, I decided I’d initiate something.