I think way too much about PC
I think about him in class. I think about him when I'm driving home. I think about him before I sleep. I think about him when I wake up and decide what bra to wear. I think about him when he smiles at me. I think about him when I dance. I think about him when I listen to music and somehow every song relates to him.
Is it girlish of me to hope that I occupy at least a little bit of his mind....even just a little bit?
Sunday, October 11, 2009
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