oh hell.

[multimedianinja]

i can be a right bastard at times.

cold.
callous.
heartless.
completely devoid of compassion.

oh hell.
who am i trying to kid?

i start talking about her and i'm all starry-eyed.
i think about her and i get all damned marshmallow-y inside.
she smiles and i lose my train of thought.
when she's around, the sun shines brighter. the breeze smells sweeter.
she puts her head on my shoulder and i melt.
she makes me giddy.

horrible for my image, isn't it?

sigh. i'm a teddy bear.

all her fault.

that i'm happier than i've ever been.