Alarms going off inside of me every time I think about you. I know that feeling this way will only get me hurt, but I can't help it. I don't know you, but I want to. I shouldn't want to, but I do. I can't stand knowing that my chances with you are next to none. We are so similar in music taste, style, and everything else. I think I might love you, even if it's just for a little while. Oh god...more alarms.
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