Last Thursday night, I was sitting tipsily on my bed, digging deep into my Facebook messages–for reasons I don’t know why–when I stumbled upon this gem.
C and I dated for all of three weeks my junior year of high school. Winter 2001. Those three weeks happened to coincide with Valentine’s Day. We got Thai food.
Apparently, a little more then six years after we spoke, I sent her this message.
C never wrote back.
I should probably hit her up again.
As for the shirt, I don’t really remember, but I think it was a button-down from Abercrombie. I liked it.