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I laugh incredulous, "Your kinks are my own how could you not tell?"

"But really it is your personality, your beautiful pessimism and vague cruelty your mischief, your beautiful wounded soul that mine reaches out too..."

"Yes well don't you have finals or something to do?"

"Which is true.."

"Or, I could say you turn me on in every way possible..."

"Which is true.."

I play with her hair, "Well, I could be shallow and tell you you are the most beautiful thing I've laid eyes on...."

"Hmmmm...."

"Yes, I couldn't agree more.." my grin widens...

"Anything.."

"Well I am the cause of his sudden interest in his knees..."

"No thank you I don't think I want your friend to see me..."

I LOVE YOU AND ALWAYS WILL NO MATTER WHAT YOU LABEL YOUR SELF AS YOU ARE STILL YOU! YOU STILL ARE FUNNY! YOU STILL ARE GENUINELY YOU! YOU COULD LABEL ...

Still invisible I feel her trying to find me, to See me I wonder who taught her...

I hope she gives up my resolve is breaking.. "I am not so sure.."