The Year Seventeen

(Welcome to the field notes of a new year of discovery, passion, and social ineptitude.)

Confession of the night: I love being called by petnames.

ollieanddaisy:

Like sweetheart, love, darling, etc.

I like calling people petnames, but I worry that it’ll weird them out.

Also, they never sound quite right with my American accent. Goddamit, I wish I was British.

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