i found another fish
and she aint breaded, fileted, or nothin. she's a-swimmin and she's trailing my scent. oooh wee. i like the fact that the only reason i wasnt into 'the crush' was because i thought it wasnt her...when IT WAS! so now ive been hanging out and telling sweet stuffs and kissing so much and its oh-so-much-bettah than sugar n spice. just when i was turning into mad anger downness, which i still gradually am, she pops in and says 'hey its okay with me'. goddamn how it feels to be wanted.