How could this happen to me? An idoit I am so accustom to having around suddenly gives me the chills every time he walks by and brushes against me. When our hands accidently touch I have to vanish to a solitary place to calm the maddening tense feeling in my checks. Ugh, I hate it! Every time those deep blues eyes get wary I feel like I have to hold him. This is insane. I never let myself touch him though, not like how my body craves. Agh, I would never get to touch him like that. He isn't like the strangely and newly discovered me... Oh wow that was very odd to addmit. Hell, while I'm at it why don't I get a shirt that states, "Hey world Barney is dead. Marilyn Manson is immortal. Micheal Jackson is straight. Ozzy Osbourne was never a druggy. Blondes are the smartest people in the world; especially Paris Hilton. And I'm the worlds biggest queer." I hate my life.Naruto. Naruto NARUTO! Gaw that's all that goes through my head, and it keeps me awake at night.