La dee da. When he hugs me I'm at the height to hear his heartbeat. Makes me feel like a nurse. Next time I'll try counting. Doesn't seem normal, though. James and I. I think that's why we aren't together-together. Maybe we both know it wouldn't work out. So we just kiss each other, or something? I don't know. I guess we're just transition sluts for each other or something. That's his nice way of saying friends with benefits maybe.