#the mamba samba dance made me giggle

[oneyconfessions]

So I know Zach Hadel's been on my mind for quite some time now. Like the fact that he's had a total transformation as far as wardrobe and confidence (both in his looks AND art). Really glad for that second part too.

However, I don't even know what to say sometimes, even when I stumble across older photos of him I get lost in his face, body, hands, it's a bit embarrassing... any time I'm even remotely looking for something Zach Hadel related and stumble onto some video of him, I lost my train of thought completely. Heck, the train has left the country and gone into the ocean! I feel like I can slowly feel myself slipping into madness. It's sickening how much both gender envy he gives me in a weird way AND how much my sick little heart does a mambo samba dance for him. I'm probably not making this sweet and short for ya, but I feel like I need to get inside this man's brain. I feel completely sickened by the thoughts of my mind and the swells in the cockels of my heart. AND the swells elsewhere if ya know what I mean... AND YET I feel like all I could muster to say to him is "hi." And probably pass out from sheer crush anxiety. Utterly crushed by the despair and agony that he may never perceive me. Alas, I suffer. At least for now, or forevermore. I shall admire him from afar... *Grasping at the air... Desperately reaching for my Zach plushies...*

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