among those whom i really really really like or admire, i can find no common denominator, you’re all so different, but among those whom i love, i can, all of you make me laugh. mind you, i was about half in love with you by the time we sat down. that’s the thing about men, every time they do something sincere… you fall half in love with them, and then you never know where the hell you are. where the hell am i.
