Last night, in a long long conversation with a friend about all sorts of random stuff, I realized that the ho ying cute girl really did like me. I realized this just as the sun was coming up and illuminating the world outside my windows. And I felt special and I felt loved and I felt a mixture of pain and regret that I am too Christian to be gay. And after a good two weeks of not thinking about her too much, she's running around in my head again, running to the tune of the SingalongSong - the song is in the post below.
God bless the ho ying cute girl. And Khalil.
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