Like a snot-nosed grammar school kid, I still occasionally find myself crushing on certain beautiful ladies who show up on the scene and push all my right buttons. It had been a while since I had to contend with such adolescent throwback behavior, during which time thought I would fool myself into believing that I've gotten over such immature things and finally grown up like I always threatened to do. Then along came Alexandra Breckenridge and all of the sudden my plans at adulthood are completely screwed. Though can you really blame me for getting all sappy for her? I mean, just look at that face, those eyes, that smile. Not to mention the body and the fact that she's not afraid to show it off without any pesky clothing getting in the way. So many things coming together to create a perfect immaturity storm of heartbreak and fruitless longing.
Yeah, I know. It's pathetic.
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