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Dear Craig, I like you. So please get off your arse and make a move already, you are driving me crazy- and not in the fun sweaty naked way (which I am totally up for by the way), but in the nervous, unsure, feeling like a dickhead way. We were in the rain today and all I wanted to do was kiss you. It was all I could do to control the urge. I'm really hoping that you felt it too... -Me |
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