dear fleur.
let me make this completely clear.
i hate prom.
i wanted to go and lay on a lawn filled with dandelions all by myself instead.
the end.
xo, bell.
post script:
we ended up going to real prom instead of our 'not prom.' i was actually really mad. i guess i can just say i'll keep calm and carry on. (that was going through my head the whhhhhooooooollllle time.)
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