4:10 p.m. - Sunday, Feb. 27, 2011
Insaaaaaane
I'm going slowly insane. Or maybe I'm already there? Probably...
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Dear Sir,
I'm tilting. You don't need to know what that means, all you need to know is that it's a VERY BAD IDEA to grab my hands and put them on your chest so I can feel your muscles. Very bad idea. There's a damn good reason I've been blushing every time I've seen you the past week.
Grr!
With love,
Me
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And to make it all that much worse, drunken confessions of mutual affection help NOTHING when there's still too many obstacles in the way. Sigh.
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...I'm going slowly insane...
