;___;

Crap. It's so awful to be in love with someone you don't even know. Some famous person living far, far away. And you still don't know if he has a gf, because you can't find it anywhere.
Well, that would probably mean he hasn't a gf, but you can never know.. It's like; what am I going to do? I can't just go home to him, knock on his door and say: Hi, my name is Panda and I love you.
He's so cute. His bleached blond hair (but of course he's just as cute in brown hair!), his way to talk, his eyes, his nose, his mouth, his throat, his neck, his chest, his back, his ass, his legs and his feet. You love every part of him and you can do nothing about it.
And don't ask me why I'm writing in english, cause I dunno.
This is so awful, like WHAT THE HELL AM I GOING TO DO? *cry*
I don't even know what to write anymore, is there something else to say? I dunno. Maybe I'll go and get some sleep. Probably I won't be able to sleep, but that's another problem.
Solong.

Watch this.<3
And this.<3

And some half porn.<3



Dagens citat:
"You've got me falling
through noticing the little thing you do.
Putting a hold right over me.
Funny as it seems,
you make me dream.
Doing the little things,
those little thing you do.
"
Son of Dork - Little things

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