Wednesday, March 14, 2012

I want a boy to call me Ace. Is that too much to ask?

I've got this habit of falling in love with people that don't exist.
Take Logan Huntzberger, for instance.


'Sweird, because I don't usually go for the blonde ones, but for some reason this guy gets me every time.

I mean, when he says things like this.....

"It'll be fun, it'll be a thrill. Something stupid, something bad for you. Just something different. Isn't this the point of being young? It's your choice, Ace. People can live a hundred years without really living for a minute. You climb up here with me, it's one less minute you haven't lived."

.....it's kind of hard not to melt into a pool of overly-obsessive worship for him.
Understand what I mean?

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