So it was exactly a month ago I spent an evening with double D at his concert and I’m not over it. I’ll never be over it. That man is so talented, so sexy, can work a crowd and is charming as hell. I’m only 32, he could be my father, how is this normal?

He could be my father too, my concert was a year ago, and I’m not over it either. You’re not alone. Maybe we have daddy issues, or he’s just way to hot and cute and adorable and gentle and funny and sweet and I love him, okay?!

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