Dear Diary,
Tonigt was my date with Nash. I went shopping with Shawn, who helped me pick out a dress. I picked out a blood red strapless dress that stop a little above my knee and black heels. I curled my hair and a dark eyeshadow.
Nash wore a suit. And I can say he looked pretty damn sexy. We went to a fancy resturaunt and drunk "the stars"
I honestly wouldn't mind cuddling on the couch, eating pizza, watching stupid movies with him all night.
GET MY REFERNCE THERE :P
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