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   			From Healthandwellness.com
   			Top Signs You’re in Love
   			- You find yourself thinking about your crush all the time, even when you’re apart.
   			- Work, family, and other interests suddenly take a backseat to the object of your affection.
   			- You’re constantly on the alert for incoming calls, texts, or emails.
   			- Though your loved one may have faults, you see them as merely endearing quirks.
   			- You feel as though you could talk to your partner forever and never run out of things to say.
   			- Empathy. You hurt at the thought of your love in pain.
   			From spoilernews.com
   			Season 4 – Evanson’s Betrayal, Jake’s Behavior, And A Mystery Guest?
   			Posted by Alison K
   			September 9
   			As we’re all aware by now, Ben Evanson is not who he says he is. The question is, who is he?
   			It looks like this question, at least, will finally be answered in the upcoming season of Up Below. Carl Casden has confirmed that he will be returning for at least seven episodes next fall, so we can look forward to a continuation of the Evanson arc and hopefully a more thorough examination of our favorite shady character.
   			Meanwhile, a recurring theme throughout season 3 has been Jake behaving in untrustworthy ways. Likely there’s something up his sleeve – perhaps a semi-permanent split from Tyler? Longtime fans of the show should be excited at the prospect of the leads getting some time apart and having the opportunity to develop as characters independent of each other!
   			The producers hint at an exciting guest star in an early episode of season 4.
   			Could this be someone we’ve seen before – perhaps Katherine Miller (Nicola) returning as a love interest for Tyler?
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   			An Excerpt from _EvenIf’s Journal Entry “Mad World," February 6th
   			The problem, he begins to figure out, is that everything is too fast except for the colors. While everything else races by, repeating, a flip-book coaxed one way and the other, back and forth, the same black and white people walking across a sketched street again and again, the colors drag and stall and mush together. Purple and orange combined do not make a color. Green and red. Mustard and magenta.
   			But today they do.
   			“I don’t have names for the colors,” he says, because he doesn’t know how to write it down. “Why won’t someone tell me the names?”
   			Train says a voice in his ear. Turkeyball. Superman. These aren’t colors.
   			Whatever you want, Jacob.
   			A few hours later fire starts grabbing him from both sides of his head. It snakes down his throat until it swells shut and kisses his cheeks with flames and whispers in his ear the colors of crab grass and the insides of seashells.
   			It’s so hot, he is a melting popsicle, he is back and forth melting and drowning in himself, flipping back and forth, and it will never stop. He will sit on this floor and fire will shake him like a snow globe for the rest of his life.
   			He wants that to be a very short time.
   			Arms appear behind him, slide under his, pull him back against a chest.
   			I’ll name whatever you want, Jake, the voice says, the rough hands against his t-shirt say. He feels the pressure of a chin on top of his head and knows, Tyler Tyler Tyler. He knows a word.
   			“I’ll give you whatever you want,” Tyler says. “Just stay.”
   			Finn: ...is she always like this? or is this for my benefit?
   			Genevieve: ha, like which part
   			joanne is not known for doing anything for other people’s benefit, unless it benefits them to hear techno for
   6 hours straight
   			Finn: she doesn’t shut up!
   			my god, I mean, I’ve seen some terrible roommates, but....
   			Genevieve: you’re lucky natalie’s not here
   			you want to talk about not shutting up
   			Finn: who the hell is Natalie?
   			Genevieve: her best friend forever!!!!!!!!!
   			Finn: oh boy I must have missed the PSA!
   			Genevieve: did you miss the glowing note she left on her whiteboard
   			YOU CRAZY SLUT I LOVE YOUUUUU
   			now i know why everyone hated alanah
   			Finn: a lot of people love crazy sluts
   			Genevieve: i must hope so
   			Finn: hush
   			Genevieve: want to borrow my headphones?
   			Finn: no, cause you need those
   			Genevieve: i wonder if she knows we’re messaging each other
   			Finn: I wonder if she knows we’re talking ABOUT HER
   			Genevieve: you know she didn’t even CARE when we didn’t have internet?
   			Finn: ...that’s kind of abnormal
   			Genevieve: some kind of sorcery
   			Finn: I bet she plays intramural sports, doesn’t she
   			Genevieve: crew
   			Finn: the boat thing?
   			Genevieve: yup
   			Finn: people still DO that?
   			Genevieve: she tried to get me to join and be cockswain or whatever
   			cockswains have to be little
   			that’s my only value here so far
   			hey gena, you’re short
   			Finn: hahahahaha
   			COCKSWAIN
   			Genevieve: you’re twelve
   			Finn: oh jesus she’s staring at me
   			Genevieve: NO SUDDEN MOVEMENTS
   			Finn: what’s for dinner around here?
   			Genevieve: you can check the diner menu online
   			Finn: okay
   			hey, boeuf bourguignon
   			Genevieve: sounds about right
   			Finn: I have no idea what that is
   			want to go check it out?
   			Genevieve: i can’t
   			Finn: why?
   			Genevieve: i have four psych chapters to read
   			and i’m not even done with this write up
   			Finn: you’ve been studying for three hours kid, you can take a break
   			Genevieve: it doesn’t work that way
   			they don’t care how long it takes me
   			 Sent at 5:50 PM on Thursday
   			Finn: are you crying?
   			Genevieve: i don’t know
   			Finn: oh kid...
   			you’re taking a break. let’s go take a walk or something. look at the city
   			Genevieve: everyone else here is FINE, they go out every night and they come back all loud and they’re acing everything, how the fuck did i even get in here someone must have thought i was still famous or some shit.
   			fuck, i’m sorry, i’m being an awful host
   			let me find you the train schedule and you can go to the art school and look at their galleries
   			Finn: no, hey, that’s not what I meant
   			I’m staying with you
   			Genevieve: consider what you’re saying
   			you just said you’re staying with JOANNE
   			Finn: fuck Joanne
   			Genevieve: are you prepared to make that sacrifice
   			Finn: yes
   			Genevieve: i’m sorry. i’ll take you somewhere tomorrow i promise
   			maybe i should skip all my classes
   			Finn: I had no idea it was this bad
   			Genevieve: yeah i’m gonna skip everything tomorrow.
   			Okay.
   			Finn: that’s what you want?
   			Genevieve: i don’t know
   			i can’t go
   			i’m not ready
   			Finn: don’t do it because of me. I think you could use the break, personally, but you don’t have to entertain me
   			we’ll just stay here and relax and Joanne won’t be h 
					     					 			ere and you can talk it all out
   			Genevieve: okay, but i have to do my psych280 paper too
   			but i can do that while we talk. Yeah.
   			Finn: Evie, god, don’t cry...
   			Genevieve: i’m sorry i’ll stop
   			god, i wish she’d leave.
   			oh look, here’s natalie
   			Finn: cuddle me. maybe we can scare ̉em off
   			Genevieve: coming
   			from: Finn Bartlett 
   to: Charlie Thomas 
   date: Saturday, September 13 2:03 AM
   subject: I’m sorry
   			 				 					 				 				 					 						 							Hi.
   					 						 							I really fucked up.
   					 						 							I’m so sorry. I don’t know what to say. I don’t even know where to start.
   					 						 							I’m sorry I came to Providence when things were bad between us instead of staying to try and fix it.
   I’m sorry I let myself get attached to someone else. You were right, it’s not simple, we’re not just friends and I feel horrible and I never ever fucking wanted to do that to you. I promise nothing happened between us, I don’t even know if it’s like that, but it’s big and intense and all these feelings, I’m in love with this fucking girl, holy shit, Charlie, I love you so much and I’m so sorry.
   I’m sorry for not making you the center of my life every damn day.
   I’m sorry for moving to California without knowing whether I was taking you seriously or not, because you deserve better and I should know after three years and I do take you seriously. I don’t know what I’m hiding from. I don’t know what I’m waiting for.
   Please, please, please tell me you got this.
   Please tell me you don’t hate me.
   Please tell me I haven’t ruined everything.
   					 						 							I love you.
   -me
   				 			 			from: Charlie Thomas 
   to: Finn Bartlett 
   date: Friday, September 12 11:12 PM
   subject: RE: I’m sorry
   			 				 					 				 				 					 						 							Are you still with her?
   				 			 			from: Finn Bartlett 
   to: Charlie Thomas 
   date: None. Saved to Drafts.
   subject: RE: I’m sorry
   			 				 					 				 				 					 						 							Yeah. She’s sleeping. I can’t.
   					 						 							I keep thinking of this time on Up Below when Jake was
   				 			 			from: Finn Bartlett 
   to: Charlie Thomas 
   date: Saturday, September 13 2:26 AM
   subject: RE: I’m sorry
   			 				 					 				 				 					 						 							Yeah. She’s sleeping. I can’t.
   I keep thinking of junior year, when you decided to move to California and we didn’t know if we were going to make it. I was so scared you’d meet someone else and fall in love and forget all about me. And you never did. You called every night, and you visited, and you were there for me all through senior year when classes were insane and I didn’t have anybody. You were the best friend I could have asked for.
   You’ve always been the best everything I could ask for.
   I hate myself for coming out here. I feel so sick. All I can say in my defense is that I love you too. I’ve never forgotten that. I may be scared of the future, I may be pathetic and distant and unable to give you what you need, but I have never not loved you.
   				 			 			from: Charlie Thomas 
   to: Finn Bartlett 
   date: Friday, September 12 11:32 PM
   subject: RE: I’m sorry
   			 				 					 				 				 					 						 							I don’t hate you.
   				 			 			from: Finn Bartlett 
   to: Charlie Thomas 
   date: Saturday, September 13 2:33 AM
   subject: RE: I’m sorry
   			 				 					 				 				 					 						 							Yeah??
   				 			 			from: Charlie Thomas 
   to: Finn Bartlett 
   date: Friday, September 12 11:35 PM
   subject: RE: I’m sorry
   			 				 					 				 				 					 						 							I love you.
   				 			 			from: Finn Bartlett 
   to: Charlie Thomas 
   date: Saturday, September 13 2:36 AM
   subject: RE: I’m sorry
   			 				 					 				 				 					 						 							Oh my god, baby, I love you too.
   				 			 			from: Charlie Thomas 
   to: Finn Bartlett 
   date: Friday, September 12 11:39 PM
   subject: RE: I’m sorry
   			 				 					 				 				 					 						 							You just took off. I had to find out from a fucking text message. Did you even tell them at your work?
   				 			 			from: Finn Bartlett 
   to: Charlie Thomas 
   date: Saturday, September 13 2:45 AM
   subject: RE: I’m sorry
   			 				 					 				 				 					 						 							I’ve been burning sick days. It’s really fucking terrifying, actually. I’m calling them every morning faking sick and hoping they don’t
   				 			 			 				 					 				 				 					 						 							tell me I need to get my ass back into the office or I’m fired.
   ...This is really irresponsible. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. Things have been so nuts lately. Shit, I hope they’re not mad. I hope you’re not mad. I can’t even look at myself. I can’t even believe I’m this person. I have EVERYTHING anybody could want and I’m being SO SELFISH. How do you not hate me?
   I’m ruining everything.
   					 						 							Tell me how to make this right.
   				 			 			from: Charlie Thomas 
   to: Finn Bartlett 
   date: Friday, September 12 11:51 PM
   subject: RE: I’m sorry
   			 				 					 				 				 					 						 							You know how.
   I’m not proud of myself for this, and the last thing I want is to keep you from making friends, but you said yourself that this wasn’t just friendship. Ever since you went to Chicago, she’s all you talk about. You’re blowing off work. You’re walking out on me. I don’t know what happened there, and I don’t know what’s happening between you now, but whatever it is, it isn’t “nothing.”
   I’m really not accusing you of anything but what you already admitted. You’re too attached. There’s no room for me when you’re that tied to someone else. So I’m sorry, and I never wanted to put you in this situation, but you have to make a choice.
   Come home. Come home to work and to me and don’t go back. Let me be your best friend, the way we were back in Iowa. If you can do that, we’ll be all right.
   				 			 			from: Finn Bartlett 
   to: Charlie Thomas 
   date: Saturday, September 13 2:56 AM
   subject: RE: I’m sorry
   			 				 					 				 				 					 						 							Are you saying I can’t talk to her anymore?
   She’s lonely. She’s my friend and she’s alone and having a hell of a time adjusting to college. I can’t just cut her loose.
   God, she’s sleeping and she has no idea. This is really going to wreck her, I’m her only friend and she’ll think I don’t want her...
   				 			 			from: Charlie Thomas 
   to: Finn Bartlett 
   date: Saturday, September 13 12:03 AM
   subject: RE: I’m sorry
   			 				 		 
					     					 						 				 				 					 						 							I can’t tell you who you can and can’t talk to, Finn. I’m not that guy. But I need you to keep your distance emotionally. You decide if you can do that and still be friends.
   And, I mean, you can choose her over me if that’s really where you are. I didn’t ask you to make a choice without knowing I might not be it. I just need you to be honest with me about where I stand. I love you, and I don’t want to keep doing that if I’m always going to come second.
   God, I can’t believe this is happening.
   I hope you come home. I really miss you, Finn, I miss us.
   				 			 			from: Finn Bartlett 
   to: Charlie Thomas 
   date: None. Saved to Drafts.
   subject: RE: I’m sorry
   			 				 					 				 				 					 						 							I can’t. I love her. She needs me. Don’t make me choose. I don’t want to
   				 			 			from: Finn Bartlett 
   to: Charlie Thomas 
   date: None. Saved to Drafts.
   subject: RE: I’m sorry
   			 				 					 				 				 					 						 							You’re being really unreasonable. There’s nothing wrong with me having a
   				 			 			from: Finn Bartlett 
   to: Charlie Thomas