Blond Bombshell on the Brain

So there's this guy living in my apartment building, right, with an abundance of curly golden locks that could easily put that of (the younger) Robert Plant's to shame. He walks with an unmistakable bounce to his step that makes me weak in the knees everytime we cross paths. At times I can't, for the life of me, build up enough courage for even the slightest of eye contact and probably wouldn't know what to do given the chance to talk. Forget about finding myself alone with him in the elevator, be it only four floors up, I might do something uncalled for. Anyway, I'm off to drink myself to oblivion in hopes he doesn't find me passed out in front of his door tomorrow morning. —Truly Madly Deeply

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