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Sunday, August 20, 2006 / 12:39 AM
My pulse races, my heart beats faster, creating a hollow thud in the cavity of my chest. What is this feeling? Everytime I go near, I am afflicted. What am I referring to? The infamous teenage crush. Oh, how I wish I wasn't afflicted with this "disease"? It seems so alien and foreign, but there for as long as I remember. Is there a need for attraction? The inevitable giddy rush in our veins. Okay, okay, I'm waxing lyrical already. Sheesh. See what it's done to me? How I wish I could stop it, but it is a force of nature to be reckoned with...



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