stanka wrote me a dan-esque poem:
for my bubbling sex pot:
small muffin
voice under the door
sarah-squared.
field day:
tina and vanessa blinging it.
mary and i.
hott.
olivia and zoe.
donna and emma.
mary.
mary and i went on a date.
1st bus ride in miami.
we went to the car wash after our date.
it was washed.
scrubbed.
and dried.
thanksgiving.
vanity.
i felt lovely.
cousin shannon, uncle mike, clairey, daddy.
grandpa and great uncle chuck.
i hope everyone had a good thanksgiving holiday.
he loved me again all weekend, snuck out and all. and stanka and i had the best sleepover on the kitchen floor/sofa/wonderful bed.
love love love <3