I really didn’t do anything today. I woke up late and stood up my friend because my silly self put 12:00 a.m instead of 12:00 p.m on my alarm and felt horribly bad; the first time I tried making plans with people when I moved here and I failed. I made these delicious taco thingys made with tortilla, cheese, chicken, avocados, and sprinkled black pepper and oil, since I didn’t have olive oil. Toast it for eight minutes on 380 and BAM! Healthy ass tacos. I made three, ate one, and I got dropped off at Taylor’s work place and gave it to him for lunch. I stayed there until he got off, jammed out to 90’s R&B when he was cleaning, and went back home. I had built a fortress around me so I can make him our 1 year of meeting for the first time present, waited until it hit 12, and yay he loved it!
Realization: In order to move on you have to find your faults and then forgive yourself.