i can’t see much of the future.

but the past is past.

there’s 14 of you.

yeah, more than I thought, but after a quick summary, i’ve been with 14 people.

and been with four.

and for the first time ever

i could care less about any of you romantically.

because god dammit, i’m enthralled with this one

and may heaven strike me down with rage if i’m wrong

but i’m proposing.

eep.