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Merde.
I have a fatty crush. Like an old-school fatty crush. Like one of those crushes you get when you've never had a crush before. And I just fall into those beautiful, deep, blue eyes and loose myself. And it's awful because we're getting to be friends. You know what that means.
And it's getting to be that time of year....When the leaves turn Amber and sail away with the cool wind. When you listen to that music you haven't heard since last Fall and remember that season of romance and lost love. Seasons shift, life changes, but those memories never die.
Those eyes. What eyes....
P.S. Christina, my sweater!!!