I’m sleep deprived and in love with a beautiful giant I don’t know.
I’ve never even spoken to him and he makes butterflies dance around my heart.
Love isn’t soft, like those poets say. Love has teeth which bite and the wounds never close.
I get way too sensitive when I get attached to someone. I can detect the slightest change in the tone of their voice, and suddenly I’m spending all day trying to figure out what I did wrong.
Customer Service Problem #34
Unpleasant customers who complain and say they’d rather go somewhere else.