So, I've met the man I'm going to marry.
Dudeman in my class. He's great. I am in love with him and he doesn't even know it.
But I was thinking...isn't it weird that, when we like someone, we tend to "celebratize" them, in a sense? We start to think that they are somewhat famous, someone to be nervous around and forget words around and babble without really saying anything. They become this huge, intense force in your life and you don't really know why. Crushes are weird. Love is weird. Life is weird.
That's all.
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