A con

Current mood: Captivated
Listening to: Nineteen by Tegan and Sara

Urg. I was getting so good at not biting my nails. And now, because friday is moving closer, I can't stop! It's driving me nuts, especially because I don't even notice when I do it -_-

Other than that I'm actually freaking a bit out.
Because I'm behaving like a little teenager.
With heart and emotions running amok.
And this is something I have not been doing for the last two and a half years.

Her eyes, hands, touch, lips, gazes, sighs, kisses, everything unites with me, until we both collapse into each other.

How is it that the feeling of my heart being pulled back and forth in my chest, makes butterflies gain entry to under my skin?
My hands never shook like this before and I'm pretty sure I don't suffer from Parkinson's.