anyone else have those friends who, apropos of nothing, your brain decides it’d be fun to make you fantasize about? Like. Normally, you don’t think of them that way at all, and then suddenly BOOM. They’re nekkid and in your head and won’t go away. It’s weird. Somewhat dismaying, too. I don’t necessarly want to think of those people like that, but there they are! Being thought of like that! And it’s the pink elephant problem: the more I expend effort to not think of them like that, the more stubbornly my contrarian-ass brain makes them cling, limpet-like, to my thoughts. It’s fucking strange.

















