Right. So. Um.
I'm in love.
Ecstatically, scarily, lucidly in love. As in 'What the hell is that in my chest? Am I having a heart attack? No its's love' love. As in 'now I get what the rom-coms are on about' love.
It's the kind of love that you can't be cynical about. It would turn Alastair Campbell and Iago into grinning idiots. I stood no chance. I
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And I'm not smarter than you. I just win more arguments because of the poo-head clause.
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