planned for my ap art class project & thought about how helpless i can feel. zach told me he thinks i’m trustworthy for reasons he can’t figure out. it’s even funnier that i’m lying. i hope to god people don’t expect me to be brave, i hope that all the people leaving will come back, i hope that in 5 years i’m someone’s car key loser & 30 minute drive just to have dinner. i can’t explain it. the moon was golden tonight. it’s the prettiest one i’ve ever seen.