there's a bass player @ school who i like maybe more than i should during midterm time.
a boy bass player, to clarify.
i just don't know. my heart's all a flutter.
and my words are all jumbled up.
he loves me, he loves me...not?
late night ponderings, mid-day wonderings, early morning epiphanies. quotations, song lyrics, inside jokes...a small window into my life, and why it is worth living. though being six again would be grand.
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