Snapshots:
My dreamy perfect date and me.
I wish I had more photos of the group, but I got sassy drunk realll quick and relied on everybody else to do the photo taking. The end of the night was a massive cry-fest. All the seniors held up the roof and stayed until the DJ packed up. Our last five-ten minutes at the venue were spent in a giant group hug bawling our eyes out. If that's not the perfect illustration of what happens when best friends realize their time together is coming to a close, I don't know what is.
Side note, check out that FREAKING gown. Glitter goddess. Hell yes.
DAY 12, YOU BROUGHT TEARS AND BEERS. WELL DONE.
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