The split second I saw that picture for was enough to set my heart racing and my hands shaking. I don't think he realises just how much they affect me, if he did he there's no way he could NOT have done that in a negative way. The only way I can look at this thread is to open the page, click the scroll bar, close my eyes and shoot it to the bottom of the page. I can't look at them, I can't hear them without having serious panic attacks
I write to you from the floor, because I am lying on it at this very moment.
I ended up on my gray long-fibred carpet, face-down, because I fell of my chair out of pure laughter after reading Cari's latest addition to this fair thread.
@ Katie. Share your story, Olli will read it and understand. And I have to admit I am intrigeud by it all...
change that nutella for plain chocolate spread (I don't like nuts) and I'll love you forever... oooh I'll also add a microwave to heat them up and some squirty cream for extra epicness
Chocolate cures most problems... well it does if you're a girl, it seems to be wasted on men... so you can't have any! hehe *does childish ner ner ne-ner ner*