(there are other, "better", pictures of us together but they merely shed light on the fact that we drank waaaay to much in our stalking efforts).c.dog bought me tickets to see him for my birthday. due to our amazingly great streak of luck we were able to figure out the hotel he was staying at, where he was eating breakfast, and, most importantly, his room number. i'm pretty proud of us for keepin' it in our pants for the weekend. we thought it'd be best to give it at least one more year before we camp out in his hotel lobby.
my crush = hero. hero of my life.
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