Where we met.

Since I can't talk to my friends about this, I'm talking to you, Internet. Weird, I KNOW. But, there's something kinda awesome about putting it out there, knowing that you don't know who I am.

I was having a terrible day. TERRIBLE. My jeep broke down and my cell battery was D-E-A-D not to mention it was a MILLION DEGREES OUT (thanx, Texas) and I hadto walk and I was wearing my new wedges and there was NO way that way happening. So I took them off and walked barefoot so you can only imagine how melty and gross with dirty feet I was?

Basically, a MESS.

So this man stops his car and asks if that was my broke-down jeep a ways back. I say yes. He offers to give me a lift to the nearest gas station up the road but I'm not an idiot, right? He laughs when I say he could be a killer because he basically looks like someone's dad (but not, like, as old as my dad. Again, that would be gross.)

I tell him that's how killers get you! He laughs again and offers me his cell phone which I take and make a phone call.

...Part two....TOMORROW. ;)

Last night.

Was a hot and a yes. ;)

Hate this.

C. just texted me. Wants to know if I wanna hang out tonite.

Waiting to hear from B.

Can't call. Can't text. Which is funny, considering where he leaves me notes.

What happens?

When the biggest deal in your life is something that you can't tell anyone?

Writing here cuz I can't talk to my friends about this. I know I should be able to tell C anything - ANYTHING - but this is different.

I think I love him.

This is between you & me, internet.

Cross your heart and hope to die.