Post 138Is that you, Dr. J?Omigod, so weird…It’s like…sometimes…you’re right th
Post 138Is that you, Dr. J?Omigod, so weird…It’s like…sometimes…you’re right there, in the room with me. Like I feel your eyes on me. It’s…nice. Makes me want to be prettier.It’s ironic, isn’t it? You’re perfect. I don’t want you to change at all, but I’ll become whatever I have to just to be near you. Sometimes I wonder when it happened. I think it started the moment we met and you shook my hand. Maybe it started even before. Know what I mean?It sounds so stupid but being around you woke me up, like it stirred the stuff at the bottom of a well. You made me feel part of ..of something bigger. You made me feel more alive.But do you think about me as much as I do about you? Hm, Dr J?