i am once again at that place in a potential fun flirty dating whatchamacallit where i lose all knowledge and control and give way to the silly girly, stupid, anxiety attack prone girl that i am
oh, what am i doing tonight? i don't know, not going on a date w/ you because i don't have the cajones to ask, maybe i'll just watch some tv on dvd w/ 104.5 and analyze the relationship i'm not having...that sounds like a more conducive environment to snacking anyways....
why is unfulfilled sexual tensionso much more fun when its happening to fictional characters?
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