So I had my first real kiss friday. It was at a red light and I can’t tell if that’s cute or awkward aha. It wasn’t what I pictured honestly, but that shit never is I guess. He wasn’t that great of a kisser but I don’t have anything to compare it to and it wasn’t that long so idk. I feel pathetic that it’s taken me 17 years to get a kiss but at the same time I’m glad I actually managed to do it before I finished high school. Initially it made me more confused about how I felt but I think I’m going to just take a chance. If I realize that it isn’t working for me, I’ll end it. I need to start living a little. I’m usually so safe and not showing feelings but I’m almost in college now. I mean, the worst thing that could happen is that it doesn’t work out and it’s not like I haven’t gone through that kind of shit before. Idk, feelings are stupid. Mehhh
