Ok
I'm obssessed with Zen and I'm not ashamed anymore....
fine. Jesus. Nay, I am all over Zen like hot georgia asphalt in the summer time.
I would love to drink Zen's dirty bath water...he is so awesome I could eat him up. He is so lovely that I find myself awake at night, stareing at the moon and wondering if he is staring at the sun. I haven't even sent him any of my fabulous love poetry that would certainly rock his world yet....
What the hell, one little obssession and everyone is all over your ass....
Someone needs to tell my husband! This isn't right. I feel so guilty but so swept away by the charms of Zen....
why does he not love me? waaaah!!!
sigh. wait that one wasn't big enough. siiiiigh.
That's awfully fun...I'm not usually prone to melodrama...if you guys ever want more let me know. Fun to write...terrible reading.