June 11, 2015...our first date anniversary 🥰🥰🥰Only six yrs b..

June 11, 2015...our first date anniversary 🥰🥰🥰Only six yrs but feels like a cliche liiiifetime. Most people don’t celebrate this kinda thing but our first day was notably epic so, ya know, we do a thing.

That first pic was taken by my coworker the moment Nev and I met (meant as a troll no doubt). Look at our nervous arms! What do you do with the handdds!?Haha. That morning he had instagram DM’d me asking if i wanted to go for a ride on his motorcycle. My first thought was WHO ASKS A STRANGER OUT LIKE THAT?! But I was intrigued (and depressed about my recent ex who had moved on with lightening speed to a 20 year old model (who later dumped him for a DJ...😂😈)) But ANYWAY I said “ha. duh.” and Nev picked me up from work on this...dirt bike? In shorts? I had my doubts. But BUT...the night was insanely magical! Dinner, rain, a RAINBOW, random fireworks (like real fireworks) and ear to ear grins on everyone including my coworkers when i showed up to work the next day in the same outfit 😈😈😈

The second picture is from a couple weeks into dating. Needless to say we enjoyed each other’s germs very quickly. Was all v fun. V travel. Whatever whatever. But then THEN a month after this, out of the blue, Nev broke up with me. His reason being he was “too in love”. Mmmmmhmmmmm. I could picture whatever model he would date next. Have fun byeeeeee.

After this I refused to talk to him for the entire summer and dated about 1000 people and was JUST FINE. My camera roll nudes during this period are truly 👨🏻‍🍳‘s 💋 and my hair, notably, never brushed. 😇

After a couple months of fully ignoring his texts (ranging from “How are you?”’ to “I MADE A HUGE MISTAKEEEE”) , I agreed to see him under the condition he install a window AC in my 4th floor walk up. It WAS very hot and I definitely enjoyed watching him do manual labor while I kicked back w a lemonade.

It didn’t seal the “back together” deal for me but I agreed to see him very casually and he continued to do the cheesiest shit imaginable to “win me back”
(see pic 3) 🙄🥰

Six years and nearly 3 kids later I’ve almost forgiven him. ALMOST. haha.

I guess the moral of the story is...be bold? do things that scare you? or maybe it’s hold a grudge? Haha. Either way, I wouldn’t change a thing.

(But ALSO.... men 🙄🙄🙄)

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