Mmmm . . .

Some people create inner-turmoil within my soul. Do they like me or don't they? They're kind to me, oh no they're not, wait, yes they are . . . what? ow! that hurt . . . did they mean it that way? no . . . yes . . . no . . . what was that gesture? Was that look one of hatred and disgust or amused playfulness? ACK! Did you just yell at me? Was that an order? Are you mad now? Why are you shoving me? Have you ever liked me? Why on earth do you still hang around? Why did you choose me anyway? Maybe you like me a lot?? Maybe you want to be my best friend!? Is that how you show it? HEAVENS, ANNABELLE, WILL I EVER FIGURE YOU OUT GIRL?? Thanks for the candies (: I'm glad you don't have this URL.