I tol' ya so!
I.
Am.
SMUG.
Insanely smug. Smuggety smugly smugsmug. You know who you are, you two. Shame on you making me smug. You're shameless in your 'making-Sarah-smug'-ing.
Heh.
And I'm happy. Happy on my own part, as well. Smiling feels so good and so easy. Happy, because someone _else_ is turning me into a total sap. A hopelessly romantic, constantly fantasizing, contented-yet-not-quite sighing, horny as Spring-Feverly possible sap. _You_ are shameless in your 'making-Sarah-a-sap'-ing, and I am loving every second of it.
And I have one million seven hundred twenty four thousand two hundred twenty seconds left.
I am going to sigh smugly now.
*sigh*
Am.
SMUG.
Insanely smug. Smuggety smugly smugsmug. You know who you are, you two. Shame on you making me smug. You're shameless in your 'making-Sarah-smug'-ing.
Heh.
And I'm happy. Happy on my own part, as well. Smiling feels so good and so easy. Happy, because someone _else_ is turning me into a total sap. A hopelessly romantic, constantly fantasizing, contented-yet-not-quite sighing, horny as Spring-Feverly possible sap. _You_ are shameless in your 'making-Sarah-a-sap'-ing, and I am loving every second of it.
And I have one million seven hundred twenty four thousand two hundred twenty seconds left.
I am going to sigh smugly now.
*sigh*