Hey what's up Dave Barnes. I love you. You're hot.
Don't stand by me at a concert unless you have a high tolerance for screaming and hardcore fan girling. I fall in love so easily with beautiful men that sing and play guitar. I kept screaming and singing and yelling "I love you!" and banging the stage. I claimed that I was going to marry him, like every other guy that Harding brings to campus. When I get on my "concert high" there is no stopping my obnoxiousness.
There was a mosh pit and free hot chocolate by Starbucks so I went with my friends. I spent forever talking to everyone by the trash cans filled with fire. The DJ was incredible and everyone was having so much fun. My school is the best.
Shake it for me, Dave. Shake it.
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