It's a weird thing. Love, you know. It drives us crazy. We start to act oddly, and we're like always dreaming awake, and we can't focus. It's like our brain can't work properly. And we seem stupid most of the time. What's the matter with us? Nothing so serious, anyway. But we turn into something dumb. It's funny, isn't it? To be in love. You tend to act ridiculous more than what's extrictly necessary, and all the time it's like: oh my god, earth swallow me please! It's pretty pathetic. But it's love. What can we expect?
Madness, nervousness, panic, sweat, irritability, ridicule, silliness.
That's right.
This is love my friends.
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