August 12
I need to stop freaking out about stuff because then I make it come true. He's making me dinner at his house tonight. Do I shave my legs and wear matching underwear? Or do I purposely sabotage and delay the inevitable? This man makes me feel like I am the gorgeous girl who everyone wants to be or know and I have never felt like that. I have been insecure my whole life and I'm sick of it. I'm sick of myself. I want to be the girl that Mike sees when he looks at me. What do I look like in his eyes and from his point of view? She seems like a lot of fun. I am sick of talking myself out of having fun.
Fuck it. I'm shaving my legs. What's the worst that could happen?
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