AUTHOR'S NOTES
Meh. ~_~
Made during a recent tumultuous brush of loving a guy at my office.
Which is actually quite good. At least he won't be able to read this.
And I don't want him to.
Never want him to.
Others can read him, but he can't.
If does, I'll be so embarrassed.
Embarrassed enough to actually die on this very spot.
On this plastic chair.
In front of this computer that always hangs.
In the freezing cold air-conditioned room.
Yeah, so don't tell him about this story, okay?