My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but necessary. Nelly, I am Heathcliff! He's always, always in my mind... What is that tingly sensation on my arm? I'll just brush it off. Wait, it's still there and moving down my arm. Uh oh that better not be a bug of any sort. ack! it's a
SPIDER!!!
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Hah. Better keep it to myself.
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I was thinking of cupcakes.
Because I knew if I mentioned anything I would have to get me one and ruin my diet.
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