GAH!

It's kind of gross but he makes me want to puke my lungs out. It's not like it would matter cause I can't breath when I'm around him anyways. I don't get butterflies, I get moths, giant, giant moths that are trying desperately to escape through my belly-button. Working in the same store as him is the worst. Concentration goes completely out the window and there's only one thing on my mind: Brendan. Have him walk by me and I'm suddenly replaced by this giddy, confused, tongue-tied version of myself...at first. Then you just can't get me to shut up. All of my crazy theories and confused ideas are spewing out like a broken water pipe and he's, to my surprise, drinking it all up. No one could possibly be this sweet, but he is.