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Take almost any guy, put him next to almost any girl, and I'll be more comfortable around the latter, guaranteed. Except for one girl, and that's a real drag. A really frustrating drag. I can't figure this one out, and I'm starting to get mad at myself because of it. But at least I still have my rhymes.
Oh, well. Maybe this whole situation just has to steep. You know, like tea. It's going to be a bit hot, scalding and painful at first, if you rush it, but if you take it easy, it'll cool off and be better.
And sorry if it seems if I'm obsessing over this, or whatever, but I don't know what else to type up, I mean my mind's running on fumes right now.