Crush of the past_
I did like a certain Mr Brown in school recently. (please note the past tense, thank you.)
He's not the Mr Brown Mr Brown. He's the, he's MY Mr Brown - thanks to Kelly and Dan.
Very much.
In any case, it's really funny how feelings developed overnight. It's also funny, how a particular person appears in front of you all the time, but you never realise his/her presence or know who he/she is. Open your eyes big big okay.
In case you want to know, my advice is, you won't want to know. It's already over (I'm so glad it's break!) and it's time to move on. So, where's my next target?
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