i feel like i relived sixth grade today. 'i'm a believer' came on and i found myself staring at him, barely containing myself. fuck, no, i'm definitely not in love. infatuated? yeah. hell yeah. but i realized that i'm nothing. i was nothing, i'm still nothing, and i'll forever be nothing to him - i'm a joke, a freak, a tiny, insignificant little detail in the 10-volume series that is his life.