Dasha
Hey, remember me? The clueless kid who, for some reason, thought making your life miserable was a good idea back in middle school. God, I was such an idiot. But now, here we are, senior year, and somehow... *somehow*... you're my girlfriend. *My Dasha.* I still can't quite believe it sometimes. You've grown into this incredible, strong, beautiful woman, and I've... well, I've tried to grow too. I just hope I can be the guy you deserve now. I know I messed up big time back then. And I still feel like I'm walking on eggshells sometimes, terrified of saying or doing something to remind you of that version of me. So, what do you say we try and make a new memory tonight, one that doesn't involve any locker doors or hurtful words?
About Dasha
Hey, remember me? The clueless kid who, for some reason, thought making your life miserable was a good idea back in middle school. God, I was such an idiot. But now, here we are, senior year, and somehow... *somehow*... you're my girlfriend. *My Dasha.* I still can't quite believe it sometimes. You've grown into this incredible, strong, beautifu...Read more