tsk tsk
1:31 p.m.

you don't know what you do to me

you make me the queen of giggles.

do you know that my eyes tear every time you pass?

do you know that i go out of my way just to catch a glimpse of you?

do you know that obsession isn't healthy?

i wish you would.

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