*sigh*
Connor and i met when he was sixteen and i was thirteen, we were both in the cast of Snoopy the Musical at a local children’s theatre. i liked him immediately but figured he wouldn’t be into someone my age, so we just became good friends. then, about a year and a half later, we decided that it was pointless to beat around the bush any longer, and we got together. after a few months, i left Connor for someone else which turned out to be a TOTAL mistake, and nine months later we got back together. we’ve been going strong ever since.
we’ve been through a lot together… him going off to college in New Orleans (for a while, at least), my eating disorder, infidelities on both sides… but we’ve just become closer through it all. he makes me laugh every day and holds me when i cry, he helps me with my homework and even puts up with my crazy family. he is my past, my present, my future, and my best friend. i’d give him the whole world if i could… and i know he’d do the same for me.
prom!
it has eggs?
Connor, Dad and Rusty being good sports (albeit a bit awkward).
