I really like this guy. I'm not sure how I feel about liking somebody like this. I keep catching myself thinking about saying something smarmy and sickeningly sweet more times than I'd care to mention.
You know what keeps me from saying them? Well, other than the fact that I'm not even sure I would mean them the way they would be interpreted, I'm afraid that as soon as I say somthing like that, something equally as opposite is also going to fall out my mouth. Like:
"Ugh, that was so sweet I think I just threw up a little in my mouth..."
How's that for a mood killer?
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