In Like

Wow, I love being in like. I miss being in like. There is absolutely nothing as exciting, as nerve-wracking, as stomach mammoth moth-evoking as being in like (forget dinky little butterflies). But it's also incredibly scary and uncertain, and I really hope the next time I'm in like will be the last. Cause no matter how hard one tries to keep one's expectations down, one is incredibly powerless against the force of the stomach mammoth moths. And I really hope the next time I'm in like leads to being in love with Oliver O'Malley.