Guys, I'm crying right now.

Just looking at his picture makes me feel something strange inside. I guess you could call it "love". I'm in love with Mold Guy. I've lost interest in all industrial maintenance guys, besides him.

Mold Guy really is all I think about all day, every day. I really do cry myself to sleep at night thinking about how I'll never fumigate facilities with him. If only he knew I existed in this life, if only he knew my deep profound love for him. I know that will never happen though. The spores of my love will never colonise his damp, moist heart. That is the thought that makes me so sad when I look at him. I'll never be with Mold Guy, but I'll continue to love him until the day I die.