"Just like that. From a hundred miles an hour to asleep in a nanosecond. I wanted so badly to lie down next to her on the couch, to wrap my arms around her and sleep. Not fuck, like in those movies. Not even have sex. Just sleep together, in the most innocent sense of the phrase. But I lacked the courage and she had a boyfriend and I was gawky and she was gorgeous and I was hopelessly boring and she was endlessly fascinating. So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I as drizzle and she was a hurricane."
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I have blisters produced from Satan on my toes. They are cute, and if you haven't seen them, you have missed out. I ate my first mexican popsicle, courtesy of Mina. It was the best thing I've ever had in my life. There are not enough hours in the day. French homework.
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