Tuesday the 11th, very early
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I am getting myself into so, so much trouble, I fear. But I cannot prevent the probable trouble from happening.
It wasn't supposed to get this... intense, with Michael. I approached him, wanting nothing more than sex at first, and so very quickly, so terrifyingly, mind-numbingly quickly, I've developed feelings for him.
How did this happen? How is it possible that feelings towards another can develop so quickly, in so short a period of time?
Twelve days...douze jours, jours qui ont passé tellement rapidement... bloody fucking hell.
I just hope, more than anything, that this... whatever... and whatever happens, does not turn ugly. In fact, I hope it doesn't end...
I love him.
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I am getting myself into so, so much trouble, I fear. But I cannot prevent the probable trouble from happening.
It wasn't supposed to get this... intense, with Michael. I approached him, wanting nothing more than sex at first, and so very quickly, so terrifyingly, mind-numbingly quickly, I've developed feelings for him.
How did this happen? How is it possible that feelings towards another can develop so quickly, in so short a period of time?
Twelve days...douze jours, jours qui ont passé tellement rapidement... bloody fucking hell.
I just hope, more than anything, that this... whatever... and whatever happens, does not turn ugly. In fact, I hope it doesn't end...
I love him.
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