I have weird dreams about O. I wonder what it would have been like if we were the same age and I was a boy too back in Calgary. We were working on improving the ascendance reigns on the new game and I turned and saw a freckle under his neck and I couldn't stop thinking, feeling. I was so drunk at the FADEX Christmas party. I couldn't talk to him. Jamie said O wanted to talk to me that night. But if O tried talking to the uninhibited special agent that runs this blog I would of dragged him into the grass and tried explaining to him that I liked him so much I felt like I was trapped in a huge lantern and my body was glowing so hard I'd multiply into little stars. Sometimes he stares at me and I feel like he hates me. But I catch him doing it at strange points, and then he looks away, like it never happened. My dreams feel like reality. My reality feels like dreams. I wish me and O could of known each other in highschool. I wish me and O were one and the same. I think I like him more than Im letting on.
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