i can't help but feel sick inside, every time i look at you

apparently Michelle thinks i'm in love with Stefani.

i would laugh if it weren't so absurdly possible.

i've decided i'm going to get over this, retarded little crush. i'm not going to ask for a hug anymore, i'm not going too sit to close to her, i'm not going to do anything clingy. i'm can't and i won't.

i'll become a reclusive little shell and only leave my apartment to go to work.