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I don't know how I feel about the lil zealot. I can gush about how I love my friends but when it comes to him, I'm mum.

Or am I?

I do love him, but I love him in the way I love R., L., and the gang. I'm not "In love". Obsessed a little, but that's par. when I decided to love Toby, I knew in my heart it would end because you can't form a meaningful relationship if the guy starts spouting his love for you within 24 hours. It's just an excuse to try and get laid.

The li'l zealot has learned his lesson. Sorta. he won't kiss anybody unless he means it (wandering hands don't seem to be a big problem for him tho')
which sucks in the way that his hands are *ahem* wandering and all I see if I look up is a cat's grin on his face. And he won't admit any feelings either past getting onto God's second choice.

What utter bullshit. God gave him an option. Borgy broke it off. the girl herself knew it was wrong to be with him, but he was so completely obsesssed with her that he thinks he screwed up God's choice.
And the girl's not known for being a bright one either.

And I aint' a second choice.

I'm not going to be ANY choice if we can't cool the wandering hands.