rachel. post-rock and lots of radiohead, and uh, i draw things. currently in hair school because art school made me sad. also my cat, peaches.
after typing and deleting and typing and deleting the same text over and over the same shit to the effect of “i don’t really care about valentine’s day bc i love you all the time (and my bday is 2 wks from it) but it’s not xmas or anything and i’m apathetic but do we as a couple in a relationship thing need to have a day to sit and stare at each other going i love you pudding cup (but it would be sweet and make my head warm)” but nothing sounded right so i just said “do we need to do valentines day?” assuming he would say “not really” bc neither of us have brought up v-day (though i’ve thought about it and just thought he hadn’t) but he just replied with, “i want to”
idk why i feel so pre-embarrassed about wanting to do cute things when pretty much every time something like this happens (i feel something and i’m afraid to say it so i skirt around it and then he says it) it just confirms that we are still on the same wavelength as people
