the greatest thing that happened today: when Dan and I are tanning outside in his yard and his Great Dane puppy comes running at us all excited, trips over his own feet and kicks Dan in the balls

Dan’s down the shore this whole weekend, and I just can’t help but sit here and worry about what he’s doing and who he’s with. And we haven’t had trust issues in months, but it’s just… I don’t know. He’s not texting me cause he’s drinking and with his friends, and I really want him to have a good time, and I know he is having a great time, but I just don’t like not texting him and having no idea what’s going on. I can’t let myself trust him no matter how hard I try and how much I want to. I just think that he’s always going to hurt me and I can’t stop thinking about it. I don’t even know what to do with myself. 

"I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, then all at once."

So Dan has two tickets to see OneRepublic tonight and has yet to invite me. He better invite me.