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It's not me, it's you. Fuck you. You little adorable piece of shit. I used to always complete my homework on time, but not anymore. You make me waste countless hours each day, thinking of you. I waste meters upon meters of string, tying myself to various objects, forcing myself to not touch myself to you. And then before I know it, my Cherry MX key switches get all sticky. The shit's expensive you know, and now I have to clean it with rubbing alcohol. Fuck. You. But in all seriousness. Ever since Pinecrest, I've had feelings for you. I’ve suppressed them, kept them to myself. It isn’t easy, especially when you’re the most attractive, funny, and smart girl I know. You’re perfect. There’s nothing more that I could ask for in a person. I’ve never thought of you as a friend. You’re completely different, and nothing that you say or do will change that. I love you. The thought of you makes me happy. Let’s spend some time together, just you and me. Tomorrow? -Not Jeremy Lim