Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Is there something wrong with me in the love department?

I don't know why, but anytime I so much as think about Thomas, I squeak, chortle, and roll around with my pillow (when I'm in my bed) and I'll bite my hand or I'll clinch my teeth and then I'll hum this strange tune, and I'll go "eekems, eek, eek, eekems" and all this other deranged, crazy, outrageous stuff. It's like, I don't know how to release or express my feelings, so I have to act insane.

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