And I had a major relapse of an old crush... major. Even now when I think back on it, my heart started threatening to break out of it's cage. It's still racing as I type this. Ugh... damn my thoughts, as inconsistant as the waxing and waning moon. Unpredictable in all things but the affairs of the heart...
Now how the hell am I suppose to concentrate for piano lessons?!
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