Anxious

The pendant that The Boy gave me four years ago and that I wear 24/7, 365 days a year except on job interviews, even while sleeping and showering- broke. It gives me anxiety to take it off and now it’s broken beyond repair- like, the metal of the chain wore against the loop on the pendant itself for so long, it acted like a little saw and now there’s no way to hang it anymore.

It literally happened while I was facetiming him and he was super sweet and sent me a new one that very minute, even adjusting according to my updated interests, but I’m just very high strung and anxious about this right now and I know it’ll even take me time to get used to the new one.

You want to hear some YA novel protagonist romance level shit? My long term boyfriend and I have matching facial scars, right on our cheekbones with perfect action movie hero placement- both given to us when we were very little, years before we even met, by our siblings. Straight up ridiculous “Destiny subplot” level shit.

Mom: Tess what do you see?
Me: [reading the menu] Well, the uruks turn northeast. They run as if the very whips of their masters were behind them.
Mom: ?????
Me: (boyfriend) gave me the extended edition link for all three LOTR films
Mom: I dont like him, I want you to date the tall one instead