h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

love angers me beyond belief- It make me act in ways I'd rather not act- It makes me say things I'd be perfectly comfortable not saying. It generally occupies my time and I have no say ever. I'm destined to be locked in this naivety casing.... I guess it's the weird feeling that isn't love at all but fixation... I really hate fixation. I lose my mark and get all stringy on the inside- damn. Of course there are folks who I love very simply. The very best of my friends - an elite group that always fascinates me - I guess it's the courtship bit that gets me in trouble. Either I cut myself off too much or my fixation turns to mild obsession. Icarus.. that's my name- In the meantime, I ignore these feelings and do my best to repress them, lest they make a fool of me. Jeez, it's uncomfortable-I simply feel ill- I have a sickness- if it were only someone else - someone not so important to me--