Turn around Bright Eyes

every now and then i fall apart

june 23 : you're weird

"who do you have a crush on?"
"people who dig jane austen."
"... you're weird."

i have a girl crush! i will not mention that we even wore the same color shirts that one time. to secretly think i'm psycho at this new stage of friendship? no. to think that later in the long corridors of time? inevitably.

one time, someone wrote about a picture of me and angkor wat: "you have a sweet smile :)". all i could think about responding was "my smile?! what about the magnificence and grandeur of the thousands years old angkor wat?!"
prospects of romance: EPIC FAIL.