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Infatuation.
I randomly burst into wide grins, and stay up late clattering upon my keyboard.
Whistling as I work, I must look awfully silly these days.
I feel awfully silly, though. Silly and giddy, as I ponder the seemingly random situations that cause unlikely events to take place.
Has anyone ever told you they'd beat up a bunch of pre-teen girls for you, to protect you from their torment?
I thought not.
I wait for the other shoe to drop, but can't help think that perhaps in this case, it got lost, and isn't coming.
Goodness, I'm ridiculous.
It's grand.
I randomly burst into wide grins, and stay up late clattering upon my keyboard.
Whistling as I work, I must look awfully silly these days.
I feel awfully silly, though. Silly and giddy, as I ponder the seemingly random situations that cause unlikely events to take place.
Has anyone ever told you they'd beat up a bunch of pre-teen girls for you, to protect you from their torment?
I thought not.
I wait for the other shoe to drop, but can't help think that perhaps in this case, it got lost, and isn't coming.
Goodness, I'm ridiculous.
It's grand.