I've got butterflies. Not quite dinosaurs, yet. Or the butterflies you get when Mr. Ohmigosh brushes your arm when he walks past you. But those butterflies that are an equal mix of nerves and excitement. The ones that leave you standing in an utter state of confusion, not sure if you want to throw up or jump up, or both. It's usually both. But, boy do I have some fluttering creatures in the pit of my stomach that make me want to smile. Like I was remembering something from a week ago that no one else would understand if I said it out loud. Makes me smile like a girl in love smiles when she's by herself, reminiscing.
XOXO
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