Diary of a Soon To Be Madman, Entry 1

okay, so I'm just sitting there, and she comes into the room. My attention has become stuck, I don't think they make brain glue. Her hair just sort of flows, like a rampant river of honey. Her eyes hold me ransom, But... but I don't have any money. She glides like an angel, into my, yes my adjacent seat. My senses are intoxicated, I bet she tastes sweet. Wait, woah; my thoughts can't go there. I've lost myself, I have to leave here. But she licks her ruby lips, that's when my brain locks. I suddenly can't breathe, can't I loosen this throat knot? She leans in for the kill, I'm about to become a man! My alarm clock starts screaming, In a word: Damn.