I don't know what I was.
do you ever have the urge to cry but are not exactly sure why? there I was, in that situation at of course, the most inappropriate time you could imagine. I was practically eating my face trying to keep the tears from coming out, not understanding what they were doing there in the first place, and when I did manage to compose my expression my cheek started quivering uncontrolably. god, he must think I am the biggest basket-case freak on the planet. I suppose I am. what the fuck's wrong with me?
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