I had a chat on the Internet Instant Messaging Thingy that basically sums up a good third of the thoughts that have crossed through my brain in the last month:
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Kyle The Girl: So tell me about Mr. S--!
Photosynthesizer: I'm torn because I've known S-- for years so it's not like he's a new person but I'm getting kinda smooshy for him and he doesn't seem to be weird or anything but I also don't know if I want to be his gf or whatever
Kyle The Girl: Aw, I love smooshy.
Kyle The Girl: I wish boys got smooshy too.
Photosynthesizer: I didn't even want sex a week ago and now I'm obsessed
Photosynthesizer: I may have blown a gasket
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